Creating A New Life For Myself
I think there is something inside of all of us, at least I know there is within me, that wants to do things differently. A part of us that wants nothing more than to run away from our current predicament and try to start all over again – with the ability to take on a whole new set of circumstances. Sometimes I think about how it would feel to be someone else. Someone that has different friends, a different job. Someone that has different struggles and worries. Someone that is completely different.
I would start my new life without knowing what was going to happen. I would open up a book of names and throw down my index finger in the middle of a random page. Robert. Ok, maybe not exciting enough. Let’s try again. Hezekiah. That’s more like it. I’d take the first train I see. Better yet, the first plane scheduled to leave from an airport. That way I don’t necessarily have to stay in the same country. I walk past an arching restaurant sign. My new name is Hezekiah McDonald, and I have a ticket to Amsterdam.
From here on out everything that happens to me is going to occur by chance. This is the purpose of this new existence. I would want to not only take on a new life, but to take on a different mentallity. I would want to live life to the fullest, and I feel that the best way to do that is to keep myself guessing. Sometimes I feel like I have no excitement in my life. I always know what’s coming next, and my Mondays are rarely any different than my Wednesdays. If I was to rid myself of the life I currently live, this would be the number one reason why.
As soon as I get to Amsterdam I notice a driver holding a sign that says “Gabriel” I’ll have to change my name again. I walk up to the man and introduce myself. He speaks English, but is confused as to why I’m not in the proper attire. I shrug the comment off and ask him to lead me to my limousine. As he drops me off at a hotel, he wishes me good luck at the meeting and gets out of the driver’s seat to help me with my luggage. I have very little luggage. I tell him that I want to skip the meeting and go out on the town. After all, it’s my first night in Amsterdam. The driver flashes a smile and tears off onto the highway.
Obviously a certain amount of stability is a good thing, and thats why the whole Hezekiah ordeal is a hypothetical situation. Leaving my life entirely to chance is an exciting notion, but would have its downfalls. What I can do is start taking life a little less seriously. A little bit of chance every now and then could add some flair.
