I LOVE AUSTRALIA!
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I LOVE AUSTRALIANS!
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I LOVE AUSTRALIAN PINK FLOYD!
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What a wonderful show. So, so good. They played The Wall from start to finish, and they Encored with:
On The Run
The Great Gig In The Sky holy fuck wow
Any Colour you Like
Wish You Were Here the unofficial Pink Floyd audience sing along, no matter what band is covering it
Brain Damage
Eclipse
AND Teddy came from Boston for the weekend! He is delightful!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Busy Busy Busy
So I've been destroyed by work and school. And that's okay. But I realized something last night:
Very few of my friends share with me one of the most important parts of who I am: I am an adventurer at heart. I love to travel, to learn, and experience new places and people and cultures and food and life.
But many of the people I am closest to don't have the same love affair with the world that I do. For example, the last guy I was in love with would be fully content to live the rest of his life out on the Oregon Coast, never leaving his home state. My best friend considers drinking and smoking hookah and going to the beach to be extreme fun and adventure.
But I want more.
There is a discontent within me. I can't just stay in one place for years on end and be happy. I don't feel a rush from drinking with friends in someone's basement. I want to drink with friends at an outdoor cafe in a foreign city. I want to skydive and fly across oceans and photograph the world. I can't be someone in a dead-end job with a life in a bubble.
And this made me realize some things. First off, I need new friends. It's a terrible thing to say about the people I love, but they hold me back. Just as I know Ryan wishes she could be out drinking when she's with me, I'm wishing I was dragging her through Shanghai.
But I am too responsible. And I forget about my needs, and I diligently care for others and I constantly consider consequences and the future. And I need to let go of my fear of screwing up everything I worked for and just GO FOR IT.
Once I figure out what it is.
My friends are unafraid because their ambitions lead them to the same old places. And I'm terrified because my ambitions have me trekking across the world alone.
I'm really scared to be alone. But being by myself wandering the streets of St. Petersburg can't possibly be more lonely than my life right now.
Very few of my friends share with me one of the most important parts of who I am: I am an adventurer at heart. I love to travel, to learn, and experience new places and people and cultures and food and life.
But many of the people I am closest to don't have the same love affair with the world that I do. For example, the last guy I was in love with would be fully content to live the rest of his life out on the Oregon Coast, never leaving his home state. My best friend considers drinking and smoking hookah and going to the beach to be extreme fun and adventure.
But I want more.
There is a discontent within me. I can't just stay in one place for years on end and be happy. I don't feel a rush from drinking with friends in someone's basement. I want to drink with friends at an outdoor cafe in a foreign city. I want to skydive and fly across oceans and photograph the world. I can't be someone in a dead-end job with a life in a bubble.
And this made me realize some things. First off, I need new friends. It's a terrible thing to say about the people I love, but they hold me back. Just as I know Ryan wishes she could be out drinking when she's with me, I'm wishing I was dragging her through Shanghai.
But I am too responsible. And I forget about my needs, and I diligently care for others and I constantly consider consequences and the future. And I need to let go of my fear of screwing up everything I worked for and just GO FOR IT.
Once I figure out what it is.
My friends are unafraid because their ambitions lead them to the same old places. And I'm terrified because my ambitions have me trekking across the world alone.
I'm really scared to be alone. But being by myself wandering the streets of St. Petersburg can't possibly be more lonely than my life right now.
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