This morning, when I got on She, I noticed that the weather was a nice and pleasant 65 degrees, and the humidity was very low.
These kinds of temperatures, and humidities make for a tough commute for me, because all I a thinking is "screw it, head east on I-10, and you can be in Destin in 10ish hours". The urge to just blow off the day, and do what I want to has been welling up lately.
I do not understand this, because I am normally a play-it-safe kind of guy. Never really attempting to do something that I might fail at.
But, I can pinpoint when all this began for me. December 2011, and the trip to Carenco, and meeting RealPrinzzess. Since then, I have done many things that are not what I would consider in my comfort zone. I even made a trip to Tampa, just to watch her again. I called it my nothing vacation, but, honestly it was a great weekend, and I got to meet a bunch of people, and again, do things that a year, heck 6 months ago, would have never done.
I wished I was this guy back when I was married to Raen. I might still be married. Hmm, I just had a thought as I typed that, what if, I am able to do these things because I am dealing with the fact that I am going to be alone the rest of my life, and no longer just want to hang out in the house, and watch TV?
Interesting thought. I will have to puzzle about it more.
Namaste, My Friends.
See You On The Other Side.