What’s in store for me, in the direction I do not take?

When my drama teacher assigned homework, I thought to myself, really? I’m already so busy with these private classes, my full time job and part time university studies.

I knew the task at hand wasn’t difficult; it was the soul searching and emptiness that I knew would follow me once I joined in.

I was pretty gifted at living a hermit crab lifestyle. I worked 40 hours per week, spent my nights researching and typing up my university assignments, and spent my weekends hiding in the bookstores of Brisbane.

“Choose a quote, by anyone at all, whose words speak to you on a level that inspires change.”

There I sat, slothfully flicking through Cliff’s notes to find some over-blogged quote along the lines of, “reach for the moon, if you miss, you’ll land upon the stars.

What if, I walked over to my bookshelf, and picked up a book? I have dozens of books- books I love to read, books I haven’t yet read. Books I tell myself I’ll read over the holidays, but never find the time.

There I stood, head tilted sideways, with my finger running over their dusty, forgotten spines.

Jack Kerouac- On The Road.

They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centrelight pop and everybody goes awww.

And there it was- the quote that used me as a filing cabinet, who reached in to pull out my dusty, forgotten file.

 

 

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