I did a 10 hour drive on the Pacific Coast Highway from LA to SF. What was I thinking?!? Nevertheless, despite being chauffeured in a BMW 650i convertible in LA, I still prefer my steadfast Volvo. Hands down!
I'm still in San Francisco and it's cold here. I head out tomorrow, to where, I am unsure. It will either be Yosemite or Arcata, CA.
This entry will be a little different than previous ones. First off, thanks to everyone that is still reading this and extra thanks to those that left comments. The comments definitely bring a smirk to my face and keep me grounded. Now, this brings me to the title of this entry. A few people have asked me if I keep a separate private journal of what goes on. They refuse to believe that everything is positive and hunky-dory, as most my entries suggest. Well, yes of course, not everything is reported on this blog (it would be too long). I will neither confirm nor deny any scandalous and/or salacious situations (I may run for pubic office one day). Perhaps if I juxtaposed what I have published so far with what is in my head, it may be vastly different (or not). Maybe everything that I have published is all there is, whether it be exciting or mundane. Rest assured, the blog will go on as long as the Volvo keeps running.
Now, to further get off track. A few things I have learned on the road:
Many a times I'm purposely getting lost in order to hopefully get found. Yet, as I'm looking to find something, I only get more lost in the search. The rabbit hole seems to get deeper and deeper. Sometimes I find my way, sometimes not.
On mini-retirements: That is exactly what this roadtrip is about. I encourage everyone to imagine what they would do when they retire and DO IT NOW! You may just find out you love it or it sucks. Better to find out now than work for years, be old, and then find out it's not what you thought it would be.
On interpersonal relationships and solitude: I have had some of the most amazing conversations and connections with people. Though, I actually haven't had that much time alone. I will have to find time for myself. Though, for some reason, my idea of solitude (for myself, at least) is picturing De Niro's character from 'Taxi Driver'. Kind of depressing albeit refreshing.
Well, keep the comments coming and as the lyrics of that great 80's song by Matthew Wilder goes,
'Ain't nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody gonna slow me down, oh no
I got to keep on moving'
Wow! Food!!
2 comments:
So are you saying you have or haven't found God yet? because that's what you've been searching for this whole time right? Just stop looking with your eyes man... Go to Oreagon lay in a field while the stars are shinning, you'll find what your looking for.
P&L
Zhi and God in the same sentence has a nice ring to it. The Lib become a conservative and finds God, that would be the day. Zhi do Alaska man, just go for it, I know you got the mad deep pockets. There is not much in the mid-west besides Ohio, so keep heading North.
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