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I'm from Greenville, Delaware. It's the most beautiful place in the world and I'm sure where you come from is too. I always get a bit nostalgic when I have to leave it but like Van Morrison says below, nostalgia doesn't always have to negative. It sucks to go, sure, but that's a good thing. It means that I care. I care about my family and friends here. I care about the roads I drive on and even more about where those roads take me. I care that we have no sales tax which, if you didn't know, is awesome.

But the crazy thing is, I don't even think I'm going to move back here after college. I want the West and the freedom it has long brought. In a way, it hurts to leave Delaware now because I know that every time I go I get a little bit closer to no longer living here. But that sadness is negative and with it we get back to what Van was saying: just because you love something doesn't mean it should tether you down. When you say goodbye to anything or anybody there's nothing to do but be happy it happened, even if you're sad it's over. All the material things we grow so attached to, people included, will one day cease to exist. So keep the nostalgia, that's the grateful part, but let the sadness go. It accomplishes nothing. Everything and everybody is constantly coming and going.

Shouldn't you be?


Some photos I took today of the First State included. I told you it was pretty.

"There is nothing wrong with change,

if it is in the right direction."

And with this self-conscious attribution to Winston Churchill, Wayward Gentry henceforth changes direction.

The quotes are out.

Yes, you read correctly. And yes, for those of you paying too much attention, I did change the blog's subtitle-- quotation is no longer a serviceable substitute for wit*, okay? There. That's that. I'm glad we got that out of the way.

Moving on... One week from today I leave for two months in Buenos Aires and from there I head to Barcelona for the rest of the year. Life is pretty damn good these days if you weren't aware.

Over the last couple of months, I have been giving you all the words of those who have walked dangerously close to the edge of truth and one day I hope to have done the same.

There you go-- my raison d'etre is now front and center. And, since you're reading this blog, I'm going to guess that yours is something similar. Sure, it's not exactly the same, and it shouldn't be, but in the end meaning is all any of us are after. You have to look for it each and every moment of your existence and even then, it's fucking tough to find.

But hey, you gotta' look anyways, and this is the beginning of my search. I hope you come along. Along the way, I'll offer you some words of my own. I can't promise you that they will be particularly illuminating but I can promise that they will be sincere and maybe, just maybe, the tiniest bit entertaining.

So, let's go. I'm tired of attributing.




*psst... Oscar Wilde.