I’ve been absent from posting for the past few weeks. While life has been a bit of a whirlwind, it’s not the business of life that’s kept me away from the keyboard. I’ve had a serious case of writers block. It permeates through the blog, my journal and the stories I’m writing for Hagar USA. When I sit down to write, my mind goes blank. So what’s the “block”?
Then, a friend helped me realize my problem. You see, I was catching up with said friend at a birthday party and my blog came up in conversation- I tend to think no one reads this thing. I mentioned my difficulty in finding anything to write about back here in America, and we started joking about what my posts would entail. I’d recount my lunch at Whole Foods where the hot bar was a little low, or discuss how I tried a new route to the store or my quest to find a really good coffee shop. Nothing particularly exciting or adventurous there. And then it hit me:
I think I lack adventure…
But I love adventure. From the time I was young I have sought out adventure, and if there is some sort of exciting happening, I’m almost always willing to go. So, why do I not see adventure in Charlotte, NC?
“In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration.” -Ansel Adams
I just need a change of perspective. You see, in the past week I’ve had lots of adventures:
- My bike chain fell off so many times I ended up walking the bike back home
- Every day it seems I reacquire a little more of clothes and possessions from friends (whom I thank very much for storage).
- I get to drive a 25 year old stick-shift truck, which makes every time I drive quite the adventure.
And sometimes adventure isn’t sought out, but comes along anyway. Last week I was having dinner with a few friends, when a guy came up and pointed to the extra chair. I’m not sure he actually said anything before we all gave the curtosy “yeah, yeah.. oh, go ahead…sure…please, take it.” You can imagine our surprise when this gentleman did not take the chair away as we thought, but sat down with us at the table. BAM! Adventure. Kudos to my new friend, way to take chances and choose a life of adventure.
It doesn’t matter if I’m trying to figure out how to get wicker furniture on my bicycle and navigate the roads of Phnom Penh back to my flat, or if I’m meeting up with friends at Common Market, everyday has it’s own adventure. I need only to change my perspective, and open my eyes to seek and find adventure each and every day…