This is it, this is the moment I end all that was and all that has been. It is a long time coming and I haven't forced anything or made anyone work counter to their own speed and time, but have simply followed the principle that everything has a time and this is just one more thing with a start and an end. In this case that time was roughly two years and nine months, or thirty-three months, as I do like my three's. I could go on and create this big moment of suspense before I reveal all but I don't plan on making this an enormous piece, more a finale, or more precisely a goodbye. Have you got it yet?
I'm back in Scotland now and am actually enjoying it, a surprise yes but on the otherhand; seeing as it is The Lonely Planets number two for 'Must See' destinations of 2014, people may understand. I wonder if all those Lonely Planet disciples will spot the irony in their complaints about the peaceful untouched nature being full of tourists, contrary to what their little book told them. I for one hope they visit Edinburgh, buy some shortbread and politely fuck off, the Americans in search of some faux-identity and romantic understanding of their past they believe will bring them inner piece especially. But then that's just me and my issue with tourists, despite being one these last four years.
So if you hadn't guessed it by now I'm making some changes in my life. The main one I guess being that I'm in no rush to leave for warmer climbs, and actually don't find the idea of making a home of sorts for myself too scary. Of course the woman in the marina trying to sell me a boat and describing it as 'my first home' had clearly got the wrong person; with me freaking out at the idea of something so concrete and institutionally boring. I guess it's more that the pace of my life is about to change. I no longer look to sleeping in hedges as a great idea and a free bed, although I still have no intention of paying for anything and doing otherwise, but I feel something is happening and whatever that is it will lead to some type of change; I just don't know what. I still plan on traveling again, although I don't really feel I've stopped, it's more like I'm taking a break in Scotland for a bit, a fantastic tourist destination apparently, one well worth a look. Please, come visit.
Which in my head leads me onto another point; I'm tired of talking about myself, or maybe tired is the wrong word, as I'm still evidently happy doing it, more I can see through my own egotistical ramblings about me, myself and I; the very ramblings that this entire blog is based upon. Now don't get me wrong, I have enjoyed writing it, am still enjoying writing this piece, and am aware that people have enjoyed reading it, but I feel I want to direct my energy onto something else. I can't help but feel that there is more going on other than my little adventures, and although I have conveniently been ignoring this these last few years in order to aid my own journey of self discovery; I feel now is the time to come back to the physical, and more precisely the physical that I feel I can do something about. There I go again, I can't help but bring it back to myself and what I can do, it is hard you know.
But it is the end of a chapter, or a period if you will, and the beautiful thing about ending something is that you get the sheer pleasure of starting something new, which is exactly what I am going to do. So while the man who writes this is not the same one who wrote the first piece on the blog, he will also not be the one who writes the first piece on the new blog. My mind, just like my life is constantly evolving, and the next step will be the first. I thank you for reading this and allowing me and my ego to take up your valuable time. I hope you enjoy what comes next.
I love you all.
William
I'm back in Scotland now and am actually enjoying it, a surprise yes but on the otherhand; seeing as it is The Lonely Planets number two for 'Must See' destinations of 2014, people may understand. I wonder if all those Lonely Planet disciples will spot the irony in their complaints about the peaceful untouched nature being full of tourists, contrary to what their little book told them. I for one hope they visit Edinburgh, buy some shortbread and politely fuck off, the Americans in search of some faux-identity and romantic understanding of their past they believe will bring them inner piece especially. But then that's just me and my issue with tourists, despite being one these last four years.
So if you hadn't guessed it by now I'm making some changes in my life. The main one I guess being that I'm in no rush to leave for warmer climbs, and actually don't find the idea of making a home of sorts for myself too scary. Of course the woman in the marina trying to sell me a boat and describing it as 'my first home' had clearly got the wrong person; with me freaking out at the idea of something so concrete and institutionally boring. I guess it's more that the pace of my life is about to change. I no longer look to sleeping in hedges as a great idea and a free bed, although I still have no intention of paying for anything and doing otherwise, but I feel something is happening and whatever that is it will lead to some type of change; I just don't know what. I still plan on traveling again, although I don't really feel I've stopped, it's more like I'm taking a break in Scotland for a bit, a fantastic tourist destination apparently, one well worth a look. Please, come visit.
Which in my head leads me onto another point; I'm tired of talking about myself, or maybe tired is the wrong word, as I'm still evidently happy doing it, more I can see through my own egotistical ramblings about me, myself and I; the very ramblings that this entire blog is based upon. Now don't get me wrong, I have enjoyed writing it, am still enjoying writing this piece, and am aware that people have enjoyed reading it, but I feel I want to direct my energy onto something else. I can't help but feel that there is more going on other than my little adventures, and although I have conveniently been ignoring this these last few years in order to aid my own journey of self discovery; I feel now is the time to come back to the physical, and more precisely the physical that I feel I can do something about. There I go again, I can't help but bring it back to myself and what I can do, it is hard you know.
But it is the end of a chapter, or a period if you will, and the beautiful thing about ending something is that you get the sheer pleasure of starting something new, which is exactly what I am going to do. So while the man who writes this is not the same one who wrote the first piece on the blog, he will also not be the one who writes the first piece on the new blog. My mind, just like my life is constantly evolving, and the next step will be the first. I thank you for reading this and allowing me and my ego to take up your valuable time. I hope you enjoy what comes next.
I love you all.
William
