Adventure

Unless you are the dullest, most uninteresting person on the planet, you have wanted to go on an adventure at some point in your life. Whether it be to the f0rest near your house, Nepal, or simply as far away as possible. Adventures are fun, in theory. You could be a pirate, sailing across the world in a cramped boat. Or an air pirate, flying first-class to the Bahamas. Or a train pirate (?), meeting hobos and roasting sausages over a fire.

Scenario: You'll leave the house with a bag full of dry food and a sleeping bag, and you plan on hitch-hiking to the East Cost, catching some shipment boat to Europe, then wandering about, meeting interesting people. You will travel though Africa, Russia, India, and China, you will immerse yourself in culture, then travel to South America and adventure there, before finally returning to America after seven years and turning Marco Polo with your fascinating stories.

Reality: No, you won't.
First off, leaving the house with no warning like that will end you up dead on the side of the road. You will arrive in Europe with nothing. You will not meet any fascinating people. Even if you did make it to Asia, it wouldn't be all religion and manga. It will be hot, there will be thieves, it will suck.

I'm all for adventures--I would love to be some kick-ass Lebanese who fights evil and travels everywhere. But honestly, you're not going to travel the world with nothing. Jack London didn't have that amazing a life, you know, he died poor and alone. You will too, unless you cut the bullshit.

Listening to: 'The Wall', still.
Feeling: Adventurous and bored