If the fridge is full, there’s no need to hunt

The fog lays down its glassy blanket, giving life to barren things. Interest given freely for no reason but interpretation.

I’m walking enshrouded.

My feet crunching ice as I roam the concrete hills. The clean tidy pathways of Suburban Domesticity that dare you to desecrate their unfounded innocence.

Another day, in a different place, a young woman walks by, self-righteous and sure. 

It’s cold and my roaming called for yak. Re-donning my traveling wool brought me back to a different country, but the same piercing cold cuts into the same beating veins.

I live in several places at once, partly in the past, eyes to the future, stomach firmly grounded. Grounded in comfort, too sated to leave, holding on to the pantry door against the tempest of uncertainty. But my eyes roam. My legs roam. My mind – my Self ——— roams.

Into the wind and the cold, that beautiful uncertainty — the great unknown.

Seeing my family, my friends, gives me the heart-clenching joy of familiarity and long-founded love. But my mind gets lazy as I assimilate into groundhog days of wake-eat-work-lounge-sleep.

This ain’t my scene.

The world beats around me, beyond me, but I’m here, and I’m happy. And Comfortable.

But comfort breeds complacency.

An age-old enemy of creativity.

It’s time to check my miles.

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7 thoughts on “If the fridge is full, there’s no need to hunt

  1. Fiona.q says:

    sometimes i have a question, if you have been travelling all around for months or even years, once you stop, how do you feel?
    and now i’m thinking does this question relate to your status of “roaming”?

    • Bottlecaps & Broken Bits says:

      I feel strangely out of place since I’ve been without one for a while. But it’s nice to see old faces and the memories associated to the place I grew up. And yep, it relates to my need to “roam,” always searching for something but not quite sure what that something is.

  2. annab81 says:

    Thanks for checking out my blog! I often get restless when I can’t travel for an extended period of time. Once a year I have to get out of the US.

    By the way, your photos are gorgeous. Loved the ones in Barcelona.

  3. thirdeyemom says:

    I like this post. You are lucky that you have youth on your hands and no commitments.
    Once you get settled in life with a job and perhaps a family, picking up and roaming the world is very difficult. Thus my advice to you is go for it!!!! Looking forward to hearing your next travel adventures! Enjoy the food too! There is no place like home!

    • Bottlecaps & Broken Bits says:

      Haha, thanks for the advice — I hear ya. I’m going to save that adventure for a little later down the road, hopefully. Thanks for reading, happy holidays.

  4. Fiona.q says:

    i just read a post. you might love the last sentence. it’s all fine even sth is unknown. and i guess the biggest fun is to keep it unknown sometimes 😉

    http://yourdailyenlightenment.wordpress.com/2011/12/26/the-science-of-living/

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