Chey’s Lounge

It’s a little funny how I started a list of topics I am interested in writing about before starting this blog and yet I hardly go back to it when looking for inspiration. I tried writing a few times today, but nothing really came of it. It’s around 10:15 p.m. and I am sitting by a fire I made. It’s inspiring me to write a little, may not be much. Better than nothing. We’ll see where it goes. Maybe not very far at all. 

I love a campfire. Cooking over fire is a whole different level. To cook over a fire by a source of running water is one of the ultimate luxuries in modern life. It’s funny how it’s just work to be done in a primitive lifestyle. Maybe it’s one of those “the grass is always greener” scenarios. Maybe there’s just something inherently wrong about the modern lifestyle for the current iteration of the homo sapien sapien. Culture evolves blisteringly fast in comparison to the body. 

And behavior can change quicker than a culture can evolve. Kinda wild to think about. I wonder what it is about being human that makes it seem like we inherently crave “other,” something different. We always feel we’re missing out on something better, or that better is right around the corner, so be ready for it. I feel like contentment is the ultimate form of peace. I don’t think humanity would’ve gotten where they are with widespread contentment. Actually, now that I think about it, it does seem like there’s a select few that drive a lot of change. The driver isn’t the worker, just want to make that distinction. I want to contribute to society, but I also want to just chill and build fires and listen to rivers or streams. Is there a way to do both with a less disheartening balance than the worker now? I’m lucky, but I can’t help but want more. The thing is, I think what I want may be less. I just love the luxury modern life provides too. Even if it is bad for the soul. Much to consider about beans.