Change of pace

Spring is here, officially. I wish it was still winter. Sometimes I feel like our American system dances to the beat of the wrong drum. Why can't we attend school in the summer and have the whole winter off? Spring break for me was spent in the cold and I wouldn't have it any other way. It is hard to describe the feeling of floating and falling down a mountain to someone who has never skied before.

 

I ski, therefore I am lucky.

 I can't wait for school to be over so I can travel with my girlfriend and let my wanderlust take hold again.

Still trying to figure out if the time is right for me to try the bike ride of a lifetime.

I can't wait to have weekends off.

I can't wait for school to be out for the summer, even though I will likely take some online classes.

I work too hard.

I work too much.

Fun and adventures have taken a back seat for too long. 

It is time for me to regain a grip on my adventures.

I need to learn how to say no to jobs.

I am burnt out and ready to have fun again.

Had an interesting thought the other day riding home from school on the bus....

 Could my generation be one of the last if not THE last generation to step into the wild?

Oil, Electricity, Money, War, Resources, it seems like everywhere we look, someone is aiming to take the wild. 

What happens when the wild decides to take back?

- Don't Stop Breaking Down The Doors -

Kam