I am declaring an end to Every 30 Seconds. I will not be deleting it as it has enough family history to perhaps someday be important to my son. In any case, this blog is now a relic to a chapter in life that is over. It's been painful dwelling on the end, desperate to keep it alive but I really don't have a choice. She's gone. As important to me as family is, I can't stop her.
I have packed her things to expedite her move and I really can't say I begrudge anything that she's taking. It is all weight I will no longer be burdened with as she continues to figure out if she's a settler or a gypsy. I get to figure out the same thing. I look at all my possessions in this new light and I can't help but think that I wouldn't mind further scaling down or being free of it all.
I recently reread Jon Krakauer's Into The Wild and was as engrossed in the pages the second time around as I was the first. What did I want to do before I had a child and a wife? What did I want? What do I want now - now that I can do anything I want? I may have to make that journey. Not to an abandoned bus in Alaska, mind you. I have always wanted to take the Arkansas River to the Mississippi and all the way to New Orleans. I don't know how I could read Huckleberry Finn and not have this dream.
I am by no means happy with this moment in my life but I'd be a fool not to examine the potential and the opportunity.
Anyway. So long. 30 Seconds is hardly any time at all.
- James
I have packed her things to expedite her move and I really can't say I begrudge anything that she's taking. It is all weight I will no longer be burdened with as she continues to figure out if she's a settler or a gypsy. I get to figure out the same thing. I look at all my possessions in this new light and I can't help but think that I wouldn't mind further scaling down or being free of it all.
I recently reread Jon Krakauer's Into The Wild and was as engrossed in the pages the second time around as I was the first. What did I want to do before I had a child and a wife? What did I want? What do I want now - now that I can do anything I want? I may have to make that journey. Not to an abandoned bus in Alaska, mind you. I have always wanted to take the Arkansas River to the Mississippi and all the way to New Orleans. I don't know how I could read Huckleberry Finn and not have this dream.
I am by no means happy with this moment in my life but I'd be a fool not to examine the potential and the opportunity.
Anyway. So long. 30 Seconds is hardly any time at all.
- James
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