Tuesday, August 31, 2010

We've got to go someplace, find something...

I'm reading You Shall Know Our Velocity! by Dave Eggers, the first book I have read since graduate school, I think. It is a work of fiction about two 27 year old guys on a maniacal mission to give away $32,000 around the world in a week for some reason unbeknownst to the reader. It makes me tired, Eggers creatively manic prose. I yawn; I am manic no more. I read the energy with detachment as the boys bop and jump from one continent to another working out their ghosts.

I threw out a pair of pants yesterday because I had worn them out and didn't need them anymore. I rolled them up and folded them into the trashcan. I had been waiting for a while to finish them out. I bought three new sweaters, merino wool sweaters to replace my wool sweater ridden with moth holes (also retired into the trashcan), good for wearing outside and keeping warm in the rain and packing into rucksacks. But I have hung up my rucksack.

Do we outgrow adventure? Tell me.


Anonymous said...

Not unless we choose to. The adventures merely change with us. Unfortunately, few recognize this as such.

Stephanie said...

I agree with the other poster that adventures change with us. The idealism of our twenties may turn into realism in our thirties, but each perspective offers a different way of sensing our world. For instance, your new job really is a new adventure. It is pushing you outside your comfort zone, just differently than a backpacking trip without a map would. Your new job won't always be pleasant, but you'll learn a lot in the process. Remember the time you got really sick in Mexico? That wasn't fun either, but you learned a lot. It's kind of the same. Good luck with your job, and hang on to your rucksack. It's good for hauling groceries and taking more methodical, adult-like backpacking trips. :)

P.S. I read the first chapter of You Shall Know Our Velocity! and returned it to the bookstore. I had hoped to see some mellowing and maturation of Egger's writing between A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius and this one, but was disappointed. I wanted to give it a mood stabilizer instead.