Sunday, April 12, 2015

My Opinion

A had an ex that claimed that one of the 
reasons we didn't work out was that I wanted 
to travel and he didn't. 

This past weekend this statement pounded my chest 
like I needed to be cracked in two. 

Here is the story.
I stepped out my door at 6:30 AM 
on Saturday
with a very simple idea. 
To play for the day at a national park, 
to visit somewhere near by 
and bask in the glory that God placed on the earth. 

My day did not go as planned. 
After four hours of driving 
I ended up at a dead end
but a wasted four hours. 

I think I laughed so hard I even cried
I think I listened to so many beautiful songs 
I cried. 
I think I cried because I could and I was alone
and vulnerable 

After finding an information center 
I asked if there was anything near by 
the sleepy tourist town I had wondered into.
I found the beauty that is Mono Lake.

The Lake...

On my way home 
my mind ran rapid past cliffs 
sliding in and out of turns 
like socks on a wood floor. 

The statement cracked me. 
It's not that I wanted to travel and he didn't
It was the mere fact that I wanted more than simple. 
Simple didn't cut it for me, 
I wanted adventure
a partner to experience it with, 
and the hope that someone would enjoy 
the beauty of the earth, the great outdoors, 
spending eight countless hours in a car with me 
and still need more. 

I need a partner with an outlook on life that 
tops mine
That is grateful for everyday given 
and never wants to stop exploring with me

I need a partner who can spend all Saturday in the sun
get drunk with me, make mad love, 
and still not get enough. 

That's why we didn't work out. 
My opinion 
My story. 

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