Everywhere is anywhere under the cover of darkness. With only a dull wedge of moon in the sky to light it almost any landscape can resemble that of home. Whilst on the bus to Krabi, I was overwhelmed by a wave of homesickness which stirred within me feelings of nostalgia and pessimistic musings with regard to freedom.
"Free" is defined by my particularly useeless, though amusing, Collins COBUILD English Dict. as such:
(adj.)1. if something is free you can ahve it without paying for it
2. something that is free is not controlled/limited
3. someone who is free is no longer a prisoner
(verb)1. if you free someone/thing that is trapped, you release them
This particularly useless dictionary neglects to mention more bohemian ideas regarding freedom, stating only that if you have freedom to do something, you are allowed to do it. What of being free from conformity and responsibility and the capitalist system? What of freedom of movement and true happiness resulting from a freedom of self? I feel somewhat disillusioned by 'freedom' as such. Perhaps it as naieve of me to expect a certain kind of freedom, involving an expansion of the mind and a new outlook with regard to my sense of self and my interaction with the world. I still feel very much confined within the limitations of my mind and body, not to mention the limits of my capital. The world is turning out to be an expensive place - financially as well as physically and emotionally.
Spent 7 days in Tonsai, which was wonderful. Had some good parties, met some cool people. Did some kayaking and some snorkelling, a lot of swimming in the bath-temperature water and otherwise general lazing about. Ate well and was in good company. Explorewd that little patch of paradise thouroughly and did no rock-climbing. Tonsai is reknowned for its exquitsite rock formations and sheer cliffs and, as a result, there were a lot of buff-looking humand walking around who made me feel very soft and lazy.
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