Some people say that idealism is for the youth.
Could be.
The world gets smaller with age.
The path repetitive; the spirit caged.
Instead of meandering, wandering, discovering, we pace.
creating a rutted path from home to work from work to home and so on - with maybe a deviation here and there. But usually, we shop at the same stores, attend the same place of worship, interact with the same people, travel the same routes.
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They say that:
I say, people don't stop playing because they lose interest in play.
They stop playing because finding time to play becomes a struggle. At some point something has to give.
In my life, that which I love has been replaced w/that which I have to do.
Maybe one day trails will once again be hiked, bad poetry written, the soil of my garden tenderly turned & new growth encouraged.
But for now, my route is rutted. My world small, repetitive,tedious, frustrating & blessed.
- remember the boy from Aleppo.
- remember the boy from Aleppo.
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So, maybe,
Maybe this is how it happens.
Maybe this is how a person goes from being an idealistic nomad of sorts
a wanderer & a wonderer
to being a robot.
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