The Transformation


I’m not the person I used to be. I know that, and I’m assuming most of the people closest to me know that as well. How different have I become? Well, I can’t judge it to that extent, as I’d rather leave people guessing as to who I am. Have I lost you, that single viewer yet? Now, I’ve heard the argument of nature/nurture. I also know that being around certain people for long periods of time can change a person’s beliefs, thoughts and such, but my transformation comes from traveling. We are not world travelers, we go where we can afford, but we do go! We make an effort you could say to be “transformed.”  Most of the changes are subtle. Maybe it’s a word we pick up, a new music style or simply a frame of mind, which the latter seems to be one that is easily seen among all the forces mentioned. My frame of mind has changed. I’ve come to the realization over the last several years that I yearn for culture, to see the world through a different lens and bring back those images to my own life. There are things I like and things I dislike about the places my family ventures, but the one constant is we’re craving more and that doesn’t go away. It has rubbed off to the household and even two young children show the gene that has been unknowingly passed. An obsession for sure, but one I find that leaves a nice taste in my mouth.  

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