Contemplation.
September 18, 2008
So here I am in Bar Harbor, Maine. Have made it to my final East Coast destination before I start heading back West to california. Now about that. Now that I am here I have absolutely fell in love with the area here, and don't really want to drive back across the U.S. to california. I have no job there, I'd most likely just end up having to crash at a friends house or one of my parents house anyway. I have absolutely nothing to really go back for, nothing waiting for me to come back. Not even sure if I really even have enough money to make it back anyway. So now I am thinking, what if, just what if, I try to make it here? Look for a cheap room to rent, in which I can afford 1 month of rent right now, and then look for a job. So it is imperative that if I do find a place to live I MUST, find a damn job, something I haven't had in about 7 months. I don't know what to do, all I know is that I need to come a conclusion quick and stick with it a 100% there is no turning back what so ever in either choice I decide to make. Is it something I really want to do? Live in Maine for the damn winter, I know I haven't gone through a winter like the one I will go through here if I do decide to stay, which makes it all that more appeasing to me, another life experience. Life experiences, isn't that what life is all about anyway, doing things you have never done before, each day, just to make the most out of life each day and absolutely love it no matter what. I get tired of the same thing over and over after while. I don't know where else to go for an awesome winter. I mean, damn, I could swim in the damn Atlantic Ocean while there is snow on the land. I have never done that before, it was just yesterday that I even swam in the Atlantic Ocean for the first time. I couldn't stop smiling, or get out of the water. I love those things and moments in life that make you so happy that they bring tears to your eyes. I have had countless moments like that in the past 2 months, more than I can count or keep track of. So anyway, here I am, Bar Harbor, Maine. Making one of my first real decisions to make in quite awhile, as opposed to, "Should I take this road or that road?", "Should I stop and take a piss here, and just hold it to see how long I can manage?", "Should I hike this mountain/trail or this one?" and so on. Well think I am going to possibly make a couple of phone calls and check some other choices out and a job. I don't wish my self luck often but this is one of those times I do.
Nice location and people.
Well it is actually the first hostel I have ever stayed at, but, I love it, absolutely love it. This one here in Bar Harbor is nice, just right down main st. from all there is to do or see in Bar Harbor, and can also walk/hike into Acadia National Park as well going the other direction. The guy running it (sorry forgot your name!) is really nice and helpful.
