An interesting post by a fellow writer, Damyanti, led to a blog piece about a man who has escaped the gerbil wheel of modern life to concentrate on himself and what he loves. Rob and I often discuss what it would take at minimum to have the kind of life that allowed us the freedoms to pursue what we loved and still keep a roof over our heads, food in our tummies and raise a child. We have dreams but the plan to the right path hasn’t quite materialized. Not yet anyway.
Where would you “run away” to if money were not the object?
anniegirl1138 
i’d be perfectly happy tending bar, having an opportunity to grab a guitar and hit the stage every now and then to work out my inner demons, and just be a party girl. someplace near big water… no, not a water treatment plant, but a big lake, or ocean…
my kids and i have discussed it as a retirement option for me – and they both said if i buy such an establishment, they’d consider joining the payroll. for me? that could just be heaven…
even better? those folks who ask me if i’m planning to consult when i retire? they would have to stumble into the dark, dreary bar, while i’m polishing my barware… and ask if i know anything about that crazy lady that used to work for… and i’d say “who’s asking? if it ain’t Benjamin Franklin, then i don’t know her…”
…not that i’ve given this any serious thought or anything 🙂
No, I like to blog too much and it’s the only published stuff I have going on right now.
I would love to do the college teacher thing (not a professor – too much pressure) and live near campus. Walk Katy to school in the morning before heading to my office. Teach a few writing or lit classes. Met up with Rob for lunch (’cause in my perfect nothing is an object world, he is teaching too). Read and write in the afternoon or run and take in a yoga class. Pick up Kate, Head home to make supper. Summer nights on the enclosed porch (I am a feast for biting things) and cooler seasons snuggled on the sofa.
If I ever sell a novel that makes some money, you’ll have to tell me more about the retreat. I’ll need a place to donate so the Canadian tax system doesn’t get it all.
Hey! I thought you had stopped blogging. You said you were quitting and I believed you! LOL
Anyway, I would run away to the retreat center I’ve wanted to create since I was 19. The specific vision has shifted as I have changed, but the yearning still remains.