So it begins. Some call it an adventure, other’s a shift in their comfort zone, other’s call it a tick off their bucket list and still other’s call it… “Are you fucken crazy” type of thing.
I prefer to call it a beckoning if you will. That gnawing feeling of something that is ‘undone’ and needs to be buttoned up, zipped up.
But then again, I have never been known to make rational decisions. Decisions that take time in thinking about, time to make logical plans, think laterally and weigh all the pros and cons about embarking on something ‘new’ and ‘different’.
“Well fuck that? where is the excitement and fun in that” I hear myself say and of course I answer very quickly and I believe quite rightly…. “Well why the fuck not”????
……. Author: "I am sorry but I must interject …. no wait, give me a moment please. I apologise for just a moment. I have warned him continually of his moments of being child-like. some say innocent, some say retarded and still other’s say plain bloody (excuse for using profanity… that is his forte and a past master at it, I might say) silly and stupid and not being aware of the consequences of his actions. Typically, he ignores me. He wont listen. He is a caring and loving person with bounding energy (omg he exhausts me sometimes I could just give him a swift kick in the behind he frustrates me so). He just wont listen to sensible, mature reason and ……
“Oi, who is this story about. Me or you?……. “Fucken drama queen”…. “Jesus you do go on and on. I could have cooked breakfast, washed the dishes and gone for a long run while you crap on”
……. Author: (big sigh) “WELL, if you feel that way, I will bugger off and not say another word, ungratful little shit…. Ohhh, I could tell tales of this one, tales to make your hair curl, a snotnose little turd”
“Go on, piss off. I will call you when and IF I need you. So shut up, please, you make my ears hurt and I think YOUR the one that gives me pimples on my arse. So give it rest”
Where the fuck was I?????
I am about to start a GRAND ADVENTURE. To see sights and sounds I have only dreamed about for soooooo long and now the time is rapidly approaching. I am filled with ‘citement’ to finally see other’s that are dear as my own life. They have become a part of me, a special, warm all encompassing part of me, like a glass half full and ….
……. Author: Yes I know I said I would keep quiet, but HIM with a glass half full. No way, not this one. Sorry, just had to do it.
The idea of just getting on a ’silver cylinder, of something that should not be in the air, frightens me shitless and go half way across the world, but then so many other things have done that, why should this be any different. I have a passionate desire to see a smile, hear a voice, touch a hand, become more involved than I have ever been before.
Will you come on my ADVENTURE with me, it would be nice and safe, sorta lol, I promise.
Cross my heart and hope to have a kickarse time.
I have clean undies and socks, a iPhone and iPad. I am ready for anything, ain’t I??
….. Author. Yes I know, him again. I think also it would be a kick bottom time too.