Fun & games on the open road

I am my own *smile*

Rearing to go, yet somewhat complacent about the whole shebang this morning... overwhelmed probably, as you get. Pussy cat not around to give one last toodeloo...

No matter how much you pack there’s always something you forget... no matter how prepared you think you are there's alwyas something not considered or left behind. *sigh* my faavourite jumper just for starters...

Hooning along up the freeway - at 40km per hour… is something wrong? Is this what I’m in for?! *phew*, just the hill, my concerns soon cleared... i'm going to melbourne!!

*sigh* no music for 12 hour drive ahead, at least… ok... sure, I can get used to the sounds of nature :) and hey it’s a good opportunity to appreciate my surroundings instead of blocking them out through distraction. I was too busy being self-righteous and proud about needing a stereo to be hip and keep me alert, that I hadn’t allowed for the space to be alone, which ironically, is partly the inspiration behind this travel… to fall in love with myself all over again…

Silence. I’m alone. Nobody’s watching, judging… Why shouldn’t I sing? So, I sang Osho heart songs for hours. The Beauty that Surrounds You… There is only one sky...He’s a Flower of a Man, Namaste… It was beginning… Then despite enjoying the solo singalong, I caught myself being stuck in the getting there thing and semi-sulking over how long it was going to take… I can sing however I want - Hell, why shouldn’t I yelp however I want?! So I let out a huge noise of non-descript. What was that?! A howling indian call?"Yawwwwwwp!!" A sick puppy yelp strangled with a tone deaf chanter? I was choosing to not care what specific sounds came out, just allowing myself to sound off. It was fun :)

So I acknowledge my own voice and am even happy to not be hiding behind someone else's...

...for this first leg anyhoo :)

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