I don’t know about you but I think life would take a swift kick in the goolies if I ever felt I’d never set off on that trip around the world. Now, I’m not talking about actually doing the deed, that’s a totally different subject, I’m talking about the end of the Round The World dream. The thought that one day I’ll wake up, look in the mirror and see this old guy, with a dribble at the side of his mouth, staring back at me with a look that says ‘you’re never going to do it’.
Meanwhile, back in the real world, where the clock ticks louder every year, I try to convince myself that someday (soon) the right time will come. A time when I’ll be financially secure and the demands of life will be at a level where I’ll not be missed for 12/24 months.
But, does that moment ever arrive? Maybe, but certainly not by its own making. The reason I say this is I’ve just read the opening feature by a Canadian guy who owns a printing company that’s taking a big hit with the economic downturn. So, what does he do – fires up his bike and off he goes. Brilliant. I’m banking that someday, I’ll grow a set of balls like his.
In the meantime, I’m going to take down that mirror and stop reading about Canadian printers going bust.