There are oceans out there that I want to see
George Bailey: Oh, now Pop, I couldn’t. I couldn’t face being cooped up for the rest of my life in a shabby little office. (remorseful) Oh, I’m sorry Pop, I didn’t mean that, but this business of nickels and dimes and spending all your life trying to figure out how to save three cents on a length of pipe. (resigned) I’d go crazy. I want to do something big and something important.
Almost exactly two years ago, told you about the saying, A frog in a well knows nothing of the ocean.
Was thinking about that for three reasons:
- Introduced two of my successful business friends whom I trust completely to each other. Both have been screwed blue by other people but neither – cause I know ’em – would screw the other. Problem’s that, while I know it, they don’t. Annoying. S’like setting two teenagers up on a date.
- Been thinking of traveling moving again. Always dream of it, never do. Gonna end up like George.
- Another friend’s convinced that all men are scum. Convinced. Problem’s that the one common denominator in all her (truly) abysmal dating history’s is…her. She won’t change her map, though, nor herself, though, which is sad cause the holidays are a crap time to be alone with a reality you don’t want. I should know.
Man, there are oceans out there I wanna see.
Pa Bailey: You know, George, I feel that in a small way we are doing something important.
Location: my pad, having a PB&J;
Mood: anxious
Music: let’s get rich and build our house on a mountain