Deep Breath…
I’m doing this for me. And not for anything, or anyone else. No personal gain. No personal glory. Nothing other than a quiet moment where I come to peace with myself.
Out of popular demand and a great excuse to make several of you jealous, I’ve decided to dust off my old blog and start using it as a vehicle for my writing. It totally helps that I’m taking a trip I have planned and wished and hoped and dreamt of since January of 2007.
I’ll spare you the details of how I came by this amazingly serendipitous time in my life, but needless to say, I have time, I gots moneys, and I have 3 months to blow them both. (Yah, I know… “That’s what she said.”) I’ve colloquially named my trip, “Fistful of Rupees” as it takes me across the Indian subcontinent and South East Asia.
I am doing this because I want something of my own. I want something that is not scrutinized, or tainted by compromise. I have decided I need to take time to be able to enjoy this part of my life without the inhibitions of adolescence that I’ve carried with me for so many years. I’m looking forward to enjoying it with many of you, and become more thoughtful in how I approach my life, trying to focus on personal development and cultivation which I feel I’ve let go for quite some time.
Believe me, I would not have arrived at this point in my life if it wasn’t for the incredible source of encouragement, love and perspective that I’ve drawn from my friends. I cannot thank some of you enough for this moment in my life. I know I’m able to take these steps because of all the thoughts and dreams we’ve shared together. Many of you have told me that you have never seen me happier. Many of you have told me, this trip is going to change me in a very slight way, and that will make all the difference. Many of you will/have shared with me an amazing evening to celebrate my rebirth. Some of you I groped. And for that I’m sorry. Especially the guys. And okay, I’m not about to go born again, but believe me my heart is full tonight. And I want to thank you for helping make that possible. I want to thank you for helping me believe in myself again.
I promise to share with you my tales, my escapades and I promise to always write honestly. Not like this post. This one was too mushy and laaame. But it was important to help remind me of my bearing. It was important to ensure I don’t become fettered by questions of self doubt and censorship. It was important to remind me that I am fortunate to be able to take a trip like this with the added extravagance of being able to document it (with some rather expensive shit) and a few paper notebooks.
The one thing I will never do on this trip is complain about how hard I have it sleeping on the floor. Or how difficult it is to find lodging, or good food. I will especially not insult you with my wait times for trains and buses and planes. Cuz you know what playah? If you’re reading this, and I’m writing this… we got it made. I know the world has changed an extreme amount, but I know I’m going to feel like the King of Muthafuckin’ Zamunda as I make my trip to discovery.
I promise to project humility. I promise to be kind. I promise to give you a share of this as well (did I mention generous, huh? huh?! huH!?). But mostly to not forget that we’re here for a good time. Not a long time. So have a good time, every day. Wherever you are reading this from…
…..Okay I’m ready. Let’s Go!
