I just took both an ill and perfectly timed vacation to Costa Rica. Ill timed because of the insane amount of work I have to do for my shows; perfectly timed because of the insane amount of work I have to do for my shows.
I've been lucky to travel fairly extensively before - but this trip hit me a bit differently even though it was only a week long and I usually don't come to any philosophical implosions until at least a month or two. Not sure why this trip was different.
Another taste of freedom in my life and I can't shake it from my mind. The exhilarating freedom of having nowhere you need to be in an hour, or tomorrow, or the day after. That kind of freedom that you can taste in the ocean and smell in the jungle.
This was perhaps the first time that I've seriously thought - what if I don't come home? What if I just keep going like this?
"This easy living -- it sure tastes good." -Shakey Graves