A couple of days ago, I finished work and drove to Wollongong. I left the city around 6:00 and started on the hour and a half trip listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival.
I had the windows down and I was nodding my head to “Green River” and “Fortunate Son.” It was the perfect night for it, without a cloud in the sky. A perfect starlit night. Looking out the windows at the lights of Sydney as I drove out I felt really at peace. I started thinking about how caught up I have become in the many complicated niggly things in life. I wondered if, in my mad rush to accomplish things lately, I lost sight of the why and wherefore.
But out there on the road, alone, I felt a million times better. Everything seemed doable and meaningful again.Â It was absolutely amazing.
I spend most of my time, when Iâ€™m not holed up writing, in the company of other people. Iâ€™m at work, Iâ€™m at college, Iâ€™m on the bus between the two, Iâ€™m spending time with my wonderful family and my amazing girlfriend…
I love doing all those things. I have a job I really enjoy (writing and editing articles) and I really appreciate the people I share my life with. But I think after that drive to Wollongong, Iâ€™m going to try a little harder every week to take some time for a bit of simple solitude. I canâ€™t help feeling it will just lend my life more focus and direction.