I don't know exactly how to describe this. I feel like I'm living the dream. No obligations beyond the ones I choose to impose. Goals of autodidacticism, learning only what entices my mind. Most of my days have been spent in my sun room with a fresh brewed coffee and a book on typography, wrestling my mind around m's, axis and white space. A life of leisure, always keeping myself busy enough to keep it turning into lethargy. It can not nor will not last forever, but I'm keeping the wolf from the door by taking on a job every once in a while. This is already a memorable summer. It feels like the best version of summer break from childhood, but with the freedoms of adulthood.
Tomorrow I let the wind blow me where it will in a very different sense. Tomorrow I start on an adventure. I will be helping to film a documentary on the U of M storm chasers program. Even on the night before departure I'm unsure if we are heading to Kansas or Oz. I am excited about the unknown of this adventure, a feeling I don't often get. I'm giddy. Let's see where the wind carries us.
