When you were a child, did you often get on your bike and just ride to ride? Did you go new places you've never been? Did you attempt to explore every last cul-de-sac and dead end street in your neighborhood, just to say you have?
Growing up in suburbia, adventure was scarce. You had to find it yourself. Whether it was getting lost in the woods or riding your bike everywhere, adventure was your main source of entertainment.
As a man, adventure is much more difficult to find. There is no "Great Frontier", little unexplored territory, and no neighborhood across the highway. I found myself taking to open-ended video game for this such reason. Instead of focusing myself on the task at hand and beating the game, I found myself playing more after the game ended, exploring every crevice, every depth and finding every glitch.
Men these days have recently lost their lust for adventure, and it has merely been deferred to other pursuits instead of being at the forefront.
What ever happened to the Christopher Columbuses, the Neil Armstrongs and the David Livingstones? We remember them more than most people, as they single-handedly changed our perspective. They humbled us as human beings.
What have men become these days? What happened to the race of men who were not afraid to journey over the horizon into unknown lands, not driven by riches but driven by the thrill of adventure?
Me? I'm going to attempt to make enough money in order to self-fund a trip to either Siberia, Northern Canada, the Amazon basin, or Antarctica. To rediscover who I really am. To connect to my primal self.
What I'm trying to say is...
Go on a run to a place you've never been. Just drive for the sake of driving. You'll definitely remember it and cherish it when you find a place which you never thought you would find. The difference is in this day and age, you may find a Wal-Mart instead of El Dorado. Either way, you'll rediscover how you really are supposed to feel as a human being.
/end wax poetic
Growing up in suburbia, adventure was scarce. You had to find it yourself. Whether it was getting lost in the woods or riding your bike everywhere, adventure was your main source of entertainment.
As a man, adventure is much more difficult to find. There is no "Great Frontier", little unexplored territory, and no neighborhood across the highway. I found myself taking to open-ended video game for this such reason. Instead of focusing myself on the task at hand and beating the game, I found myself playing more after the game ended, exploring every crevice, every depth and finding every glitch.
Men these days have recently lost their lust for adventure, and it has merely been deferred to other pursuits instead of being at the forefront.
What ever happened to the Christopher Columbuses, the Neil Armstrongs and the David Livingstones? We remember them more than most people, as they single-handedly changed our perspective. They humbled us as human beings.
What have men become these days? What happened to the race of men who were not afraid to journey over the horizon into unknown lands, not driven by riches but driven by the thrill of adventure?
Me? I'm going to attempt to make enough money in order to self-fund a trip to either Siberia, Northern Canada, the Amazon basin, or Antarctica. To rediscover who I really am. To connect to my primal self.
What I'm trying to say is...
Go on a run to a place you've never been. Just drive for the sake of driving. You'll definitely remember it and cherish it when you find a place which you never thought you would find. The difference is in this day and age, you may find a Wal-Mart instead of El Dorado. Either way, you'll rediscover how you really are supposed to feel as a human being.
/end wax poetic
