Sunday, June 5, 2011

Life on the Road

    My entire family is from one little area in the United States; West Texas. I however moved around so of course this has caused the need to drive back and forth. Even as a child this was one of the greatest moments of my life. Taking shape of my perceptions of my country and fellow man. I have built a culture on traveling.
    As a child I remember packing my stuff into a convenient bag in a limited amount of time. This was actually fun for me. I was told a time frame of being gone and the amount of trunk space; for some reason my little brain loved this. Then we all loaded up and off we went.
   I never slept and loved to eat. I wanted all the energy and see all the sights. It amazed me to see the land change from forest to desert. You hardly even notice it at anytime it just pops up cactus after awhile but the previous form is still there then blends so perfectly with the next land form. I tried to find markers along the way; when the land stops rolling, when the first mesa comes in, the edge of the pine forest. I'd just stare right out the window.
    Passing cars probably gotta a little nervous when I was staring. Not only was I fascinated with the land change but I wanted to look in every car window. I wanted to see how many people, if they where old or young. I imagined different life stories for each and everyone of them. Mostly just quick stories since the next car was typically right behind them. I have been caught staring but that didn't seem to bother me I wanted a wave from them so I made it obvious.
   The greatest thing about traveling is the feeling of returning home. As I age it increases more and more, but its a great feeling. People of my hometown complain just like everyone that is stuck in the same town for such a long time, but me I love my hometown. People fear being homesick, but I say thats just your body preparing for this moment.