While we’re ranting

Maybe it’s time to go back to Ecuador. I don’t read horoscopes but if I did, mine would probably say something like “Go back to bed! Do not pass go, do not collect $200!” A guy in the neighborhood confirmed the car fire the other night was (he heard) intentional, and there were two EV car fires that night resulting from an incident at a bar. That leaves me feeling unsettled. It’s like the world is just going haywire.

I am mid-rant (privately because it’s work) at the moment and this confirmation was like, a sign from the gods that it’s time to quit and move.

In 2009, I spent six months in Ecuador. I learned Spanish, somewhat. I tried. I loved the music, I loved the people. I learned that my fear of heights also applied to horses. They just seemed bigger in Ecuador. I’m sure I was much higher off the ground on those horses than any North American horses. But, it also could’ve been because at one point, we were walking on a path about three-inches wide around the edge of a mountain with a steep cliff down to a canyon on the right, and a straight wall of stone up on the left. The horse was literally putting one foot directly in front of the other to get us up that mountain. I remember thinking, “this horse wants to live as much as I do and he’s done this before. If it’s my time to go, I guess this is how it ends.” But I held my breath and sat as still as possible until we made it past that part. I refused to go back down that way to get back home. I had to take the long way down that mountain.

It was an amazing time in my life and I made so many friends. Everyone was so interesting. We were in Vilcabamba and that seemed to attract people from all over the world.

While I was down there, I also took a brief trip to Peru. I did not go to anywhere interesting like Machu Pichu.

Anyway, I just feel like my life is on the verge of a big change. I just feel like it’s time to move on and do something different. The problem is, the only thing I know how to do is publish books. I don’t think I’m qualified for anything else. I would not want to ever go back to doing the news again. THAT became so stressful after 13 years that I was happy to quit that.

I don’t know. I clearly just need to go to bed and think for a few days.

So, I guess, I carpe’d no diem today. ☹