Originally Posted June 4, 2011

Part 1

A city in season presented itself as a blank slate.  Opportunity for experience awaited upon the forefront of one young man’s summer.  Beginnings of loss were discovered with friends leaving in droves.  Yet those who remained were poised for the creation of memories.  The weather became a reflecting sign of optimism.  Sunshine and warmth were wholeheartedly met with days spent in its brilliance.  Parks dense in beauty were enjoyed thoroughly by friends.  Sudden spontaneity paved the way for a trip to a city of renowned knowledge.  Upon its conclusion, set was one to the task of a search for employment.  Many have faced this daunting task.  None revel in its splendor.  Days became a struggle.  Though vain attempts made such days thrice in length, the weeks quickly passed.  A young man struggled to hold on to his final months, yet holding time was like holding water with an open hand.

Originally Posted May 14, 2011

Italy – Part 2

Relatively expensive train ride to get to Venice in comparison to my other trips, but it was a nice ride with nice views, so no complaints.  As I walked out of the Venice train station I was immediately greeted with the canals, buildings, and boats; just the picture of Venice.  Literally made me stop in my tracks and I had a moment of appreciation of how cool this was.

Originally Posted May 9, 2011

Italy – Part 1

Yesterdays became vivid memories.  Tomorrow was an unknown.  The present was truth, and a welcome surrounding.  Within he found himself a victim of content silence.  Though alone in travel, one was happily kept company by the breathtaking views and in conversation with the words the mind uses to describe them.  A country became a yesterday, yet the anticipation of new discovery left no feelings of loss.  A new land that existed only in dreams was soon to rid its label as an unknown.  Unwelcome obstacles were no match for true determination as a traveler moved swiftly to his destination.  Though unknown at hand, a memorable journey was about to begin.

Originally Posted May 8, 2011

On this special occasion I feel those wonderful women being celebrated today are very much deserving of a special post.  Being that I now have this new forum for expression, I felt that it could give me a chance to share some words for the mother’s of the world.  And as well, I wanted to dedicate something for my own dear mother, Barb de Vooght.  This is for you momma…

 

Originally Posted April 19, 2011

France

The shackles had been released.  A traveler, imprisoned by the educational institutionalization of modern youth, was finally set free.  He set out on a true adventure; a journey to forever remember; forever reaching for the horizon.  No bounds, no worries, no hesitation, no regrets.  A journey in search of truth, in search of life.   Truth is in experience.  It was a quest to astound the senses.  A sight, a sound, a smell, a taste, a touch.  Life became more than existence, it became experience.  Every step of this adventure became more than one step closer, it became a memory.  The world was waiting for him.  He welcomed the invitation.