...and then before you knew it, you were in Cologne, eating small beefcakes with the Swiss women's national bird-calling team.
Or so it seems. Life throws some rather odd things at us from time to time. Occasionally causing us to drop whatever plans we may have in favor of some new and exciting plan that involves major change, heartfelt goodbye's and delectible marzipans.
Sometimes life brings us to a point where we are frustrated, doing the "salesman" equivalent of assembling a railroad, one spike at a time for example. These points are where your guard must be up. Something will happen, if you'll let it. Store up your funds, supplies, toilet-paper, and magazines, and prepare for an oppurtunity that you will otherwise pass off because you've been just getting by.
These oppurtunities are what keep us happy; they are what give us joy and push us out of our box. Why all this seemingly-meaningless banter you ask? (Don't worry, even if you didn't ask, you were curious. You just didn't know it.)
Let me tell you why. One word, two syllables. China.
I've been given an oppurtunity to visit the land of the billions. The land once trodden underfoot of a very unpleasant but merely upset man in a funny hat, who had a fixation on burninating villages. He's gone now, though.
This oppurtunity has showed me that life isn't in the future. You are not preparing to live life. You are living life right now. Yeah, I have dreams, and desires, and goals for my future, and yes, the $2300 that I may spend in visiting the giant upside-down raygun shaped land with the huge and pointless wall could possibly go towards something in my future.
But then again, I would have never visited China.
So I move forward, growing in excitement that has a 37% chance of being revoked because sometimes that happens. However, if it all goes through: yay.
Now it is time for me to go visit other blogs, and other sites, and other forums, in search of the ultimate boredom-relief. Tune in frequently.
-setH
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