The Final Days

We’ve hit our final weekend mark and I’m already thinking about all the things I’m going to miss about this place. I feel like that I’ve learned that, generally, people will always want to be where they are not. Human beings tend to want what they do not have, and the grass always seems greener on the other side. What does this say about our capability to be happy…to feel satisfied…or to make decisions based on what we think we want and not what we need? Maybe, though, this is just a simple case of wanderlust? I’ve never really used that word before. After some research, on the topic of wanderlust-ing, I believe it to be more of a simple desire and need to see the world rather than never feeling satisfied in a current condition.

Are people who always strive for more more like animals then? Do they graze through life picking at grass here and there, only to migrate their way onto another field or into another location where the grass is greener?

Maybe I was meant to be a cow. Cows are rather large though, so maybe a hedgehog or a field mouse would be more like it.

On Time

I can’t believe I have about a week left here on the big island. I have a lot to say but I don’t know how to say it, or write it – whichever. I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to put this experience in words. I might need a few months or weeks of reflection, who knows. I tend to be someone who either word vomits or says nothing at all.

Right now I’m just concerned about how I will transition back into my life in California.

Time will tell. Time tells everything—mostly.