A friend of mine revealed to me the other day that he just up and withdrew from classes this semester so he could tour with his band because they booked so many gigs that he just "would have missed too much school." Had he told me a few months ago, I likely would have had a reaction something resembling "what the...!?" and judged him as some kid making the wrong decision and needing to get his "priorities" straight. the only feeling I had when he told me on, however, was total jealousy. How liberating! Just up and taking a semester off to travel and pursue your passion, and get paid to do it. I am stuck in the same town - don't get me wrong, Austin is great, amazing, an awesome place to live - but I've lived here my whole life. Stuck in the same town, doing the same thing I've done my entire life - going to school, making plans constantly making plans, playing and teaching music (but not the kind I actually want to play) and being surrounded by my past daily. I feel a complete and utter lack of perspective.
I need a break from the school of read-books-sit-in-class-listen-to-the-omni-rational-professor-talk-about-all-the-shit-you-don't-know/haven't-experienced-and-boy-do-they-make-sure-you're-reminded-of-that. I'm ready to see for myself the countries and people and architecture and literature and learn with my other senses. I'm dying to start this new life that I'm preparing for in school. Law school can wait, graduation can wait, I just want to leave and be able to say that I did this all on my own.
"the use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are."
- samuel johnson
