Two months ago I packed up my clothes and headed off from Chicago to England. The unexpected deaths of family and friends, failed attempts at pathetic relationships, years of drowning in alcohol, trying to figure out the next move of this game. I still don’t know what I’ve been looking for, but traveling and exploring alone puts things into perspective. Here’s a few things I’ve picked up along the way…
1. Doing the same thing repeatedly will not give you different results. A shitty day will turn into a shitty, boring life if you don’t change it.
2. Music is a universal equalizer: I spent a weekend exploring the Camden area of London. In one day of drinking with random strangers in random pubs, I was invited to 3 different shows- Megadeth, Varukers, and Pentagram. I ended up sitting at a pub listening to an old man tell me stories about seeing the original rockers play in the 50’s and 60’s. Show me something other than music that could create that kind of connection between strangers.
3. Money comes and goes, there’s no point saving it for something that might happen later. Which brings me to the next point…
4. Time is the only thing in the world you can’t get back. Take every second while you got it, sleep when you’re dead (and on really long flights and trains), because you never know when your time is up.
5. Free health care is great when you get busted open in a London pub. (the aftercare isn’t free, so just pull the stitches out yourself)
So when you’ve decided you’ve done things the same way for long enough, pack up your shit and hop on the first ride, train, or flight out of town. None of us know what we’re looking for, but you won’t find it in the same place you’ve been looking all along.