The warm, muggy day that we've had today is quickly yielding to the storm rolling in from the northwest. The wind is picking up, the sky is darkening as the cobalt clouds approach, and you can feel the electricity in the air.
What is it about nights (especially nights with thunderstorms) that make one all introspective? Here I am sitting at my desk, my window is wide open so I can feel the cool air and hear the rain pour down, and I'm drinking a Stuttgarter Hofbräu Pilsner. And I'm thinking about why it is that I am never happy just being somewhere; meaning I have to move every few years to keep myself happy. If I stay in one place too long, I begin to miss another place and I can't think about anything else but how much I want to go to that place. When I'm in Seattle, I pine for either Phoenix or Germany. When I'm in Germany, I pine for Seattle or Phoenix. It's a very nomadic existence, and it's irritating.
So why is it that I can't seem to stay put? Feedback welcome.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
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aaaaaaand there it is!
well... i guess you have to think about why you miss those places. i often feel the same way, but i know in my case i miss the people more than anything. if i could just have all of my friends here, i could stay here forever and be pretty much the happiest person in the world. but i can't, so i am stuck longing for them until we meet again.
also, i think some people are just nomads at heart. i know i am. my true home will always be seattle, but i can't imagine staying there the rest of my life. but there are other people who have been the same place their whole lives and are completely content to stay there forever. that concept is just inconceivable to me. i always think of what is waiting for me just around the corner (or across the atlantic, whatever), and i'd rather keep exploring than stay in one place. but unlike you, i don't find this irritating. just sad in a way, because the more i explore, the more friends i have to miss.
waah, now i'm all contemplative... and i miss seattle too!!
I'd say it's the alcohol talking more than anything. If you're drinking that beer alone, I'd say that you have the beginnings of alcoholism...
Because you are an idealist. When you are far away its easy to forget the bad, so you long for all the good you've left behind. You love perfection -- you're just homesick for Paradise that's all.
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