Florida

It is very cold in New York right now. I believe about 20 something degrees minus whatever the wind chill brings. Thankfully I am not there, but in sunny Florida where the temperature has been hovering at a daytime average of 70 degrees. AHHHHH! Warm weather and sun for a mid-winter break.

I am passing the week with two of my Uncles. We are hanging out and bonding. So far there has been motorcycle and boat repairs, beer, and steak. Today we are to partake in BOATING ACTION. This is a highly publicized event involving an 8HP outboard engine hooked to the back of a canoe. If all goes well there will also be Pinot Grigio, Cigars, and Cuban sandwiches. I hope the hysteria is not lost on anyone.

Adding to the hysteria we have been towing the canoe behind the lawn tractor while drinking beers. I think we are doing our best to be absurd. In fact I think I may only be able to surpass this scene if I decide to go out on the tractor shirtless and in my boxer shorts.

as of now

I don't know what the deal is but when I log into Blogger from my computer in the US all of the information still appears in Spanish. I suppose it serves as a friendly reminder of good times, people met, and lands explored. It also reminds me of the freedom I currently have. I worked my butt of for the last four years and saved as much money as I possibly could so I could have a piece of time to do with what I wish.

About two weeks ago I was driving around Long Island with an enormous grin on my face. I would be leaving for England in a few days to meet some friends. I smiled and giggled to myself as I thought I can go where ever I want right now. I continue to enjoy freedom by existing outside of our cultural norms. My only fears are for when this time ends and what I will do with any down time. This seems mildly absurd. Concerning myself with downtime speaks to the fact that I am in actuality conforming to the system. I have to use this allotted time to see, do, and experience because I set limits on how long I will have flexible time.

It had been a great desire of mine to go out west and snowboard for the winter. I was inspired as the bleeping screaming of jazz instruments burned through my ears last February. Unfortunately this will not be occurring, I do not have the time to dedicate to the West and the cost of a frivolous vacation is out of the question. Colorado has been subsumed by a trip to Asia instead. The trade is good.

I am now currently putzing around the NY area. I have some job interviews, all of which are excellent opportunities and I truly hope one of them comes to fruition. All involve school working with underserved children. Perfect! Ideally I will obtain the position that starts in August. Please pray and send your good vibes my way. With all these great things happening I still recognize something that weighs me down.

I feel free to move and roam outside of a few artificial barriers. I will definitely regret not trying to hitchhike across the US and getting bum jobs and screaming from the tops of mountains while doing it, but I am free enough. However, I do not feel emotionally free. My heart still yearns for love. I consistently see my friends and family and I love them to pieces, but I miss having a woman in my life and the life, as my cousin so delicately put it, of a gypsy is not conducive. So with loves lost and futures to be found I continue on.