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Observation: In retrospect, getting out of Boston for a weekend was so mandatory, it's not even funny.
I'm currently on the plane back home. I had an absolutely amazing weekend. Great people, a wonderful wedding, and a few new friends. That, and I got out of Portland with only spending $25 at Powell's City Of Books. Most importantly, I needed to get out of Boston for a little while. I had the municipal version of cabin fever. Fortunately, having metric buttloads of frequent flyer miles usually helps with the cure.
Helpful Safety Tip: If you're a male, you essentially have two choices:
1. Make sure that the Poi cross at the top of the arc, or
2. Wear an athletic supporter.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again. One of the wonderful things about travelling alone is that a lot less people know who you are, and/or are likely to see you again. This allows any number of opportunities for re-invention of one's self. It has given me a good handle on the sources of my self-embarrassment and self-consciousness.
Just to head off the cynics chorus, "re-inventing one's self" isn't about creating a grand lie about who you are. That is not to say that it can't be, but that's a very limiting definition. I look at it as bringing parts of one's personality to the forefront that may have not had their "day in the sun" before, and making other parts less prominent. For example, over the past four days, I don't think I geeked about computers even once. There was just no reason to do so. I didn't have a net connection on the trip until about two hours before my flight home, and I didn't miss it.
It's not about, through others people's expectations, who I should be.
It's about, through my past experiences, who I am.
Today, I am a beginning flautist who has a rediscovered a long-lost fascination with playing musical instruments.
Today, I am an amateur photographer who is just beginning to sell prints of the pictures that he has taken.
Today, I am the genuinely unalloyed extrovert who can start up a non-content-free conversation with anyone.
Today, I am a Jew who is trying to figure out the nature of his faith.
Today, I am.
I'm currently on the plane back home. I had an absolutely amazing weekend. Great people, a wonderful wedding, and a few new friends. That, and I got out of Portland with only spending $25 at Powell's City Of Books. Most importantly, I needed to get out of Boston for a little while. I had the municipal version of cabin fever. Fortunately, having metric buttloads of frequent flyer miles usually helps with the cure.
Helpful Safety Tip: If you're a male, you essentially have two choices:
1. Make sure that the Poi cross at the top of the arc, or
2. Wear an athletic supporter.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again. One of the wonderful things about travelling alone is that a lot less people know who you are, and/or are likely to see you again. This allows any number of opportunities for re-invention of one's self. It has given me a good handle on the sources of my self-embarrassment and self-consciousness.
Just to head off the cynics chorus, "re-inventing one's self" isn't about creating a grand lie about who you are. That is not to say that it can't be, but that's a very limiting definition. I look at it as bringing parts of one's personality to the forefront that may have not had their "day in the sun" before, and making other parts less prominent. For example, over the past four days, I don't think I geeked about computers even once. There was just no reason to do so. I didn't have a net connection on the trip until about two hours before my flight home, and I didn't miss it.
It's not about, through others people's expectations, who I should be.
It's about, through my past experiences, who I am.
Today, I am a beginning flautist who has a rediscovered a long-lost fascination with playing musical instruments.
Today, I am an amateur photographer who is just beginning to sell prints of the pictures that he has taken.
Today, I am the genuinely unalloyed extrovert who can start up a non-content-free conversation with anyone.
Today, I am a Jew who is trying to figure out the nature of his faith.
Today, I am.
