“And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
And you may ask yourself-Well…How did I get here?
Letting the days go by…”
How did I get here? Those lyrics by Talking Heads are haunting. Most people are the leaf on a river. They are being led to a destination. But it’s a destination most likely not of it’s choosing. The leaf much rather hang out with a friendly tree.
I’ve been letting the days go by. I have been the leaf. Five years from now I will arrive at a destination. The mature question is Where? Well, stop this train, I want to get off. I want to live a better story. A part of that story will make it here. But don’t just witness, participate.
Live your own better story. You are more that that guy/gal that gets up, gets dressed, goes to work and pays bills. I’m more. You’re more. Let’s be more.
My name is Andres. Welcome to Amadorlife.