Staring Out The Window
one of my all time favorite passtimes
I was just visited by a friend, a good friend who came over to drop off a Christmas present. I know its like three weeks late, but whatever, I’ll accept gifts at any time.We chatted, laughed and griped about our jobs. On his way out he picked up some tarot cards that I have on my coffee table. I truly cannot remember the last time I pulled a card at home. I never touch these cards except when I pick them up to clean off the table.When he went to pull them out there were a few left inside the box. When I peeked inside the box the card on top felt like it was mine, you know that feeling.
The card was “Completion.”
I see the signs, I hear them and I feel them and always have. Until I do what I truly need and want to do I will continue to have these particular experiences where the signs are literally in front of my face, practically screaming at me (in a loving way of course.) These things encourage me and guide me.
But how do I change my life? Does anybody know how to literally do anything?
If you do let me know.
Okay do you want to know what I really truly want to do? Like honestly, like really?
I want to go places, a lot of places, not everywhere but more places than most people. I want to constantly have new experiences. Shopping at a grocery store in Italy, figuring out the washing machine at a laundromat in France, a rendezvous with a Spaniard, fishing with the old man in the San Blas Islands in Panama and cooking with old ladies in Hopkins, Belize.
And I want to write about it.
I do it sometimes, but then I stop, but I want to do it for longer this time, like the rest of my life. I want to travel and write about my experiences. Unique experiences, not listicles about the top 5 hotels or travel tips because I’m definitely getting lost and overspending, (need to work on that but I love buying shit). I selfishly want to write about myself and my experiences. If it aligns with someone and resonates than thats awesome.
I don’t care who reads it but if someone does that’s cool.
I hope that’s enough because that’s all I want to do. I think I was meaning to write something else but I have to pee and I want to go steal a piece of bread. Hoping this fresh mozz sandwich I want to make is good! Fingers crossed.




I just realized I wrote "passtimes" instead of "pastimes" so I'll be slowly dying over that for the rest of the year probably...