wander away

"Would you like something to drink, ma'am?"
Im offered the standard choice of 20- odd beverages, 11 000 m in the air.
A selection of 12 films play simultaneously, alongside 8 different radio channels. A choice of 3 standard meals.
There are 1200 basic ways to define yourself in the Economy class of British Airways fl. 092. I find the limited choice refreshing- you spend less time deciding and more time actually thinking.
Im listening to some Beck on the 'radio' and its really making me want to shed a layer and dance on my seat.

So what led me to this fine aircraft?
About halfway through last semester I hit an intense rough patch. I was gripped by this nagging, churning anxiety mixed with wanderlust and not really feeling alive. It hit pretty hard and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to burst out of Hamilton and just wander... A couple of my friends convinved me that randomly disappearing mid- semester wasn't the wisest of ideas, so I channeled my restlessness into a summer plan.


But it wasnt just wanderlust this time. A prof in this random lecture I went to one day mentioned this idea that: "a spiritual position is one that is held by those who have a deep understanding of the interrelatedness of all things". Im really taken by this desire for understanding, and connectedness to the world. I thought I'd start with a part of the world that I feel the most removed from, which led me to Kenya. "Simba, remember who you are"....

Meg joins me for 2 months , check out her blog at megster im away for four. The plan is a week in Prague/ London followed by Kenya and then Zambia and then wherever the road takes me.
alrighty
Over and out.

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