Lost&Determined // bad combo.
:hilarious: Reminds me of a family saying;
I don't know where I'm going... But I'm making good time! :D
:bag: Otherwise known as how I sometimes end up on the wrong side of a country's border, phoning into work "sick" as I appear to be too far away to get there by tomorrow, or rather alarmingly out of ______ (water, gasoline, cash, etc.). But....but...I was going really fast! We don't stop when the roads are clear, the hills are downward, and...and...right. Enjoying the journey doesn't mean one won't shoot right past their destination, and end up 3 days late, instead of 15 minutes early.
To be fair, I learned this one from my mother, as a kid in Asia. Functionally illiterate + actually illiterate, plus very very fast trains. Which don't always stop for several hours. My mother? Was never lost. "We were exploring."
She'd also sometimes be "explaining" to my dad that "getting to know the local neighborhood" includes learning such facts as the train station -in our neighborhood- possesses trains that their next stop is 4 hours -and 2 countries- distant. Not planning on leaving the country? Or, in point of fact, being allowed to leave the country? Is no excuse to not be carrying one's passport. WHO takes their passport to the grocery story? <raises hand> Yes. I am planning on being right back. You know what they say about plans, right?
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How am I feeling today? Nostalgic, apparently.