Inara: [to Simon] You're lost in the woods. We all are. Even the captain. The only difference is he likes it that way.
Mal: [walks in] No, the only difference is the woods are the only place I can see a clear path.
Getting lost in the woods doesn't sound like a bad idea, unless you're me, and liable to run in a low branch, open up a wound that won't kill me, but I'll be far away enough from civilization that I would. I think that is one of my biggest fears, to be like Chris McCandless and throw my middle finger up to the world and just leave so I can live off the fatta the lan' and just be. And end up dying because of my ineptitude with walking in a straight line.
But, having never be properly camping further than 50 feet from a car, and never having to take a dump in the woods, I don't think I'll be looking for my clear oath there anytime soon.
When it comes to traveling and life, I've been lost. I've been dreaming of (and sometimes succeeding) getting lost in the world, absorbing, and seeing life not through a looking glass, but in vivid technicolor, or through smog covered lenses, depending on the city. Getting lost is easy, and enjoyable. I show up to a city, buy a map, and head towards a general direction, usually a body of water, or food. I will say this though, that traveling in the next few years and forever from now will be different with a smart phone glued to my hand. Before, I always carried my little notebook with me, filled with addresses of places I want to see, my hostel or hosts' information, and then the little business cards of where I visit, and notes, snippets of memories and thoughts of a time gone too quickly by.
I am completely in my element, getting lost and being anonymous, an observer of splendors past, a participant in the now, and cities and sites and people leave their imprint on me as I leave bit of myself with them.
I just can't seem to apply this to real life, is all. Somewhere at the between the corner of 14 and 15 (my insomnia started at that age), and all the way to 27, I've been lost. I'm most found when I'm getting lost, but I can't seem to perpetuate this feeling. Oh, what a feeling.
So, how exactly do I find that feeling again, and harness it, and turn it into something that will show me a clear path in the woods, either out of the woods, or show me that the woods is exactly where I want to be?
