Monday, 20 December 2010 @ 02:05
i'm a rebel, soul rebel~~~
Sometimes when I am in a particularly dreamy mood, I plan to spend the whole of my 21st year of life backpacking across Asia with a family of strangers from all over the world. We will talk about nothing and everything and sometimes things that make no sense but we will laugh like we were the smartest, wittiest group of people that ever lived because we're all on weed. We'll have bonfires on the beach at night and dance, maybe topless and painted like red Indians, and sing and play music until dawn breaks. Then we'll sober up for a moment to appreciate the sunrise, and afterwards we'll pack up and set off to wherever our feet shall take us next.
We'll spend our days maybe surfing in Bali, or just soaking up culture in India, or getting high and just enjoying and appreciating life on this beautiful -so goddamn beautiful- world that we realise we've taken for granted all our past years of living. We won't really have money, but we'll get by. Sometimes we sleep on the beach, sometimes a friend we made on the trip offers to put us up in their homes for a few days, or sometimes, in exchange for a day's work on the paddy fields, a kind family welcomes us into their home, where we'd have dinner together and attempt to share stories despite language barriers.
We will distance ourselves from technology as much as possible, except perhaps there'd be a few photographers among us to capture this year-long trip through the lenses of their cameras. I will keep a journal, and immortalize the amazing moments and emotions and places and people I've experienced in ink and paper. I will also draw. And with so much passion and inspiration that by the end of the trip I will have a whole stack of sketchbooks to lug home.
It is also on this trip that I will learn to cry. Cry when I need to, or don't need to, or whatever. I will learn to cry. And I will learn to live. And I will learn to be humble. And when I return home my heart will feel light and love and peace and I will translate all that I have experienced into art, hopefully remarkable art, and I will know how to live, and cry and appreciate. And as I age, I will always look back on my 21st year with satisfaction and fondness. And on days when I feel like my life is mundane and pointless, I will think back to the 365 days I spent with my family of strangers travelling around my continent, and I will smile knowing that at least I did something so fulfilling and wonderful and at least, for one year, I was somewhat of a hippie ☮