Dreams of a lonesome cowboy
From my most recent blog entry:
How I long to have a place of my own, away from the fakeness of the city and the yuppyness of the suburbs. A place where things move slower, days are more enjoyable, and life and people are more genuine. A place where people live and let live. A place where you are truly free. Growing up in the Texas hill country, I've seen and experienced more beautiful things than I ever deserved to. From camping on the Guadalupe, to fishing the Llano, to swiming Lake Travis, to drinking a cold one at Lukenbach, to being on an absolute jewel of a hunting lease (an understatement at that. more to come on that later.), I've been so blessed. And yet my heart longs for a place of my own, away from the suburban expansion that threatens the very hill country I speak so fondly of.
I know I've got alot of years ahead of me to make it happen. I guess patience is something I've always lacked. I mean, here I am taking 9 hours of classes this summer and working full time when people my age should be out enjoying themselves. Not that I'm complaining, as this is a choice I've made for myself so I can move foward with my life that much quicker. Still I wonder whether it's worth it or not.
But let's head back to what I'm dreaming of. I'd love to be able to shut off all the lights in the house and not see another light other than the stars above. I'd love to be able to drive up to the highest point of my property, flip the tail gate down, stretch out with a sleeping bag, and have my rifle, a cold six pack, my pet coyote (how cool would it be to have a pet coyote?) by my side. I'd love to be able to look off my front porch to an endless field of bluebonnets in the spring. I'd love to have a spring fed creek to relax next to in those dog days of summer. I'd love to have a hot tub to relax in during those cold winter nights.
What I really want is the freedom that land ownership offers. Money comes and money goes, but land is real and you can survive through thick and thin with it. Being able to support yourself and your family no matter what happens to the rest of the world is what real life is all about. Alot of people are living in a matrix world where the illusion of freedom exists. Just how free are you though, if you rely on someone else for all of your needs? The chains of bondage are in place and slowly tightening. Reality will be a harsh wake up call to the people who refuse to acknowledge that the chains even exist (more to come on this subject on a later date).
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