Mindset Wanderer

I've often wondered of folks who leave their hometown – how many wished they could stay stay, and how many loved to leave it behind? Most out here do move elsewhere, at least temporarily. I've spent my adult years in the Annapolis Valley as one of the very few lifers between the ages of 20-40. Now, I don't tend toward being attached to any one place. Wherever opportunity takes you, I'm all for hitting the road. Circumstance just worked things out to stay in the meantime. We all think we know our childhood surroundings well, but I was a few years out of school before I really started diving deep into exploring. A hundred thousand more esoteric adventures that I've found and shared with you, making me realize how my youth only scratched the surface.

 

I don't believe that there's any great virtue to generations in one place. Me and my siblings were the first raised in Bridgetown, my parents the first in Cornwall, Ontario – then it's quickly back to the Old World for many of my grandparents and great-grandparents. We left little legacy or trace at any of these stops, just enough to survive, continue the line, then pick a new place on the map. Even the mark I've chosen to make isn't tied to a location. No buildings in my name, no foundations laid, just stories. I'm itinerant in my mindset, wanderer at heart. It's the thrill of what's next that holds my attention. Aside from clothes and other essentials, everything I've purchased in the past decade wouldn't even fill a bedroom. Something in me feels compelled to travel light.

 

June 21, 2024

Deep Brook, Nova Scotia

 

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