Late Home essay

[jaguaro.livejournal.com]

First time posting something here, besides my intro. Take a look, and feel free to send me some feedback.


Home is not here. It is not crowded city streets, constant traffic, nor parking, being nearly totally artificial. It is not smog, police cars and ambulances roving about 24 hours a day. It is not artificial light in the darkness, where you're lucky you can see the moon at night.

Home is open spaces. Home is not here or there. It's moving from here to there. It's going place to place and taking it with you. It's laying out on grass and seeing billions of stars in a moonless night. On foot, on an animal, in a vehicle; it doesn't matter.

Home is being alone with a friend or two, talking about old times and new times. It's about sleeping one night, excited for the next day to come. It's adventure. For me, it's trucking with my dad.

Home is taking a big rig with a full load and going for hours on the road. It's stopping at a rest stop to ease your foot that ache for ground that isn't moving. It's always moving, even if you're not doing anything. It's going to a store and getting for hours and hours of nothing but you, a friend, a truck, and open land.

Home for me is traveling around Florida. Crossing the state with no site of civilization easily for two hours. It's doing it, and not caring. It's slowing down citypace to countrypace and going with the flow.

Home is where Wolf, Cat, Horse and Eagle feel happy. Home is on the move.

Home is not here.

Comments

[fleetfoot77.livejournal.com]

An interesting take on this.
To me, travelling usually equates with change and frustration, but I can see where the freedom comes in. Travelling is also not caring, and not being known by anyone, a sense of anonymity that often makes oneself feel tranquilly lazy.

[aloiis.livejournal.com]

Well, as I said in your journal I still don't understand your take on Home very well. Being a Traveller I just can't understand how one can truely always feel at Home on the road, and then express feeling of homesickness like you've had in private conversations in the past. The two are antithetical from a Traveller's pov. On the other hand you mentionned family in the comment in your journal entry, so maybe that's the difference between us: I feel at home on the Road, and you feel at home anywhere with Pride/Pack (even if it consists of one person like your father, or a friend). More like a "natural" nomadic lifestyle in fact. :)