On the road again

I've always found the eponymous Willie Nelson classic about travelling kind of sad. This is likely due to Willie's hauntingly beautiful voice, and that country songs are often kinda sad, more so than the lyrics which are positive and hopeful. The theme song to The Littlest Hobo covers similar themes but it is sad enough to have made me cry as a kid. For the purposes of this post, I'm sticking with Willie's view of things. 

I spent the last three days with my friend David's aunt and uncle, enjoying the amenities of a fixed address. I had originally not planned to stay that long, but didn't really have a solid plan at all, given that the weather was bad. So, my original thought of staying for a day got extended.

My hosts, Ken and Cathy are incredibly gracious, and their home was both comfortable and a welcome refuge. I ate well prepared meals, had access to running water and electricity whenever I wanted, and didn't have to find a place to park for the night. But this morning, I woke up feeling that desire to head out again.

A quote that I've always loved is one that states 'A ship is safest in harbour, but that's not what ships are built for.' I've written before about the value of stability, and even now I don't identify with someone who fears staying in one place. I'm not motivated by fear; rather, I have a desire to get out in the world and see and do things while I have this chance. 

I thought The Littlest Hobo was sad because it seemed he had to keep moving on, that no one wanted him. But that isn't my situation. I'm not being pushed away from stability, I'm being drawn towards adventure. 

Wes