July 31, 2012
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Restless
I wanted to stay at Mr. C in West Los Angeles or The London in West Hollywood, but I couldn't decide on the dates and which rooms I wanted to stay in. Hmmm....Should I go to Hawaii in September mayhaps? I've written a few times here, here, and here about how restless my heart can get when I'm traveling, that is one of my main concerns.
I want simple things when traveling. I want sunshine, good food, good company, and good conversations that bounces effortlessly back and forth. Simple but not so simple at times since the whole experience depends on a main factor.
I want to go to the beach in my shorts and just lounge around..dabble my feet in the water.....I had a dream, where I was lying on the white sandy beach, soaking up all the sun rays, and having a coconut mixed with Takamaka rum...all while watching my guy swimming in the water so beautiful and so clear you can see nearly twenty feet below. That is bliss.
My heart yearns for exotic places and exotic people. I want to dip my toes into the sea, sail around in a yacht, a fish boat, hell, on an inflatable raft if I could. I wanna see Mt Olympus, where the Greek Gods were, to see Athens, to walk around the Colosseum, to see the leaning tower of Piza, maybe see Château de Chenonceau King Henry the something built for his lover, Diane. Perhaps see a ballet at the Royal Opera house, enter the Louvre, see the castles in Germany where some knight once saved a damsel in distress, experience the city on water and take a star gazing trip on a gondola. I want to do things, go places, experience the experience of life somewhere else. I wanna sky dive, hang glide, scuba dive in the Coral Reef. There is so much LIFE beyond the known, beyond the here and now, but people hardly even notice what lies beyond the horizon anymore. They only see it through their TV's. It’s not enough for me. I want so much more than a provincial life from nine to five every day. But yet...do I want to do all this by myself? What fun would it be to see the sunset on the coasts of Athens all alone? No one to share such beauty with? What is beauty, if there is no one there to see it?
"I could not fully enjoy it. I realized that the experience was missing a key ingredient. The one I long for. It could have been so much better if I had someone to share the experience with......"
The feeling is mutual mon coeur, you don't have to remind me... It's like deja-vu for you... It has to be... Because it is for me....every time.
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