the different breed….the better breed

These guys are here….here in Iceland….because they are “better” somehow.

They “know” what to do….and aren’t afraid to do it.

They are a different breed….and I can never hope to be able to do any of the things that they do.

I will never do anything exciting.

I’m one of “those people”….and I restrain the people around me from doing anything interesting or fun….just by being present and by being me.

Nah!!!! I’m only keeeeeding!!! I don’t believe that.

I don’t believe that.

When I start thinking about people doing interesting things, I do sometimes wonder how it is that they are able to accomplish these adventures.

Then I remember the times I’ve just sat down in the driver’s seat and turned a key….or laced up my running shoes or hiking boots….or got on the plane.

It was just that easy.

I’m not always a good planner.

I’m a really good worrier…but I’m not a very good planner.

And I’ve managed to have some adventures in spite of my sub-standard planning abilities.

Maybe a lack of planning forces you into adventures?

Maybe an “adventure” is JUST a trip that’s falling apart that you somehow turn into something memorably bearable.

That’s a philosophy that my wife and children probably appreciate?

Probably not….comfort and ease are good things….especially with a couple of really young children in tow.

Comfort and ease….

Maybe what I’m thinking is that there is always going to be something that you can be afraid of.

Maybe you don’t want to go to “paradise” because you think that you might get some kind of weird parasite.

Maybe the exchange rate is bad right now.

Maybe the people don’t speak the same language as you.

Maybe you heard that the trucks all fly rebel flags….and they target people who don’t wear John Deere hats….and THEN THEY KILL THEM.

Maybe your head is full of fears.

Your head.

I’m not talking about me.

I’m brave.

There is no reason to not start to pursue what you feel is important in your life.

Maybe the “quiet desperation” is never realizing that there is always a chance of choice.

Nothing is static….nothing stays the same….nothing can’t be changed….even if it’s only in small increments.



I want to wake up excited about the possibilities that this world holds.

I want to wake up….completely.




About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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