Thoughts from a bus

6 in the morning. Again. These trips to the city have me on the verge of snapping against anyone who gets on my bad side.

A few years ago, when I was working at a normal job, I used to wake up at 5 am to walk my dogs, take a shower, get dressed and then drive for an hour to arrive to my office at 6:45 and then work for 11 hours, just to have to drive back home for one and a half hours, sometimes two hours. And that's when I bought a car, before that i just had to add one more hour per trip to my schedule.

I was unhappy. Even though I loved the job, given the circumstances around said job made me the most unhappy I recall being in my adult life.

Well, I may be softening or perhaps I'm getting old, but having to do these wake up at 5 an to take the two hour bus at 6 am, twice a week to get to the city reminds me too much of those sad days where I was a corporate life slave.

Talk about an introduction, huh? Well, I'm not here to whine about petty stuff like this. Its just that I've taken this freaking bus too many times and all of them I say hey, this could be a good time to write my thoughts about random subjects, just like my previous posts thoughts from an airport or thoughts from van in Nicaragua.

Freewriting from my cellphone while sitting on a Mexican bus. Seat number 2, in case you are wondering.

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Oh yeah baby, I can markdown the crap out of my posts even on cellphone, cool right? I mean, not cool cool, but definitely rad, right?

I like free writing, you never know where it will take you. Sometimes you start a post thinking yeah, I'll speak about dolphins and how fat my girlfriend has gotten and then bam,you end up analyzing the social implications and behavioural psychology of the modern euroasian negroid that some Jew predicted will populate Europe in the future. <- I have no idea what this is or means, I'm just trying to sound clever and to prove my point with freewriting.

You see. One of the basic lines you have to follow when freewriting is to not stop. Don't stop to investigate about certain subject or to think of what you are writing makes sense. On the other hand, you have to write about what you know and have experienced, otherwise you'll end up writing complete bullshit or plain lies or, worst case scenario, you'll end up showing your readers you have no idea of what you're talking about,so let's avoid those predictions by these EU dude who made those statements in the 1920's and let's just stick to what I know about:

Interaction. You know what I hate about my Steemit behaviour? I struggle too much with the reply comments feature. Don't get me wrong, I read every comment I get on my posts, that's not the problem, the problem is that 80% of those comments are the real deal, those replies are the shit. We'll thought and meaningful shit you know? The kind of comments you want to reply to. Problem is, I get at least 20 of them on every post, sometimes 5 times that amount. And you know what? The cool part of steemit is all about personal interaction. I don't want to get someone to reply to those comments as if I was an Instagram hot blonde with thousands of followers, I want to be the one replying to each comment I get. But then, reading and replying to 20 we'll thought comments is about 1 hour or work. Which I should have, which I should make time to answer all of them. I mean, Eric what the fuck? You make triple digits on your posts and can't answer those people who take the time to comments on your posts.

Yeah, I know I should. And I think I'm going to make room for that, after all I preach and preach about interaction and how important it is to succeed here.

Believe me, it's not that I don't want to reply. If you've been reading my posts, right now I'm going through some hectic times - hence the twice a week two hour bus drive to the city - but hopefully these days will be over soon. If not, well I think I can use these hours to reply to the comments I get. Deal? Deal.

I miss having adventures

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But not those adventures your friends from Facebook write about. You know the kind: OMG, first day at this new pharma job, let the adventure begins! (Add picture of her Starbucks cup in the front scene with the building where she'll spend 60 hours a week as background of the picture). Or those Instagram adventures like: Hell yeah, hiking with my friends this totally impossible trail. It took us 45 minutes with no breaks to take pictures! HASH TAG NoPainNoGain AdventureWithMaBoys HikingEspecialist.

Ok that's pretty presumptuous from me and a bit insulting, but those are not adventures, at least not from for me.

The hard part of having true adventures, is that you get addicted to them and not getting bored with a normal life becomes hard.

After snorkeling with nurse sharks, climbing volcanoes with no tour guide, hitchhiking wherever you go, camping in highways in the middle of nowhere, jumping from cliffs (small) inside canyons, swimming in croc waters, sleeping in wild island full of snakes, camping in private property islands, crashing a park because you got lost in a new city, conning your way to avoid paying for stuff and and dating European girls, you really get sort of addicted to adrenaline.

If you are an police dude, all the previous ilegal things I bragged about are not true and only a naive person would take them as real. If you are a normal person, I was joking about dating European girls, that's not an adrenaline segregator.

The point is, I crave adventure and I need it soon or I'll start doing stupid things to get my fix.

I hope I can get them soon. If you can send good vibes all the way to Mexico do my paperwork is done soon, I would really appreciate it.

This post is proving to be very long and you probably stopped reading so I'm going to make it fun. If your comment includes the word banana I will vote on it with a four percent weight, that will show me you at least read all the way to here, but include it discreetly ok? Ok.

The world cup is coming. I'm excited

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As most men, I have an animal side or caveman side. You know, that side that makes us be competitive and engage on pissing contests about pretty much everything; that side that renders us helpless when it comes to prove you are alpha enough to get the girl. That side that makes us like sports sometimes a bit too much.

I'm not a hardcore fan of football (or soccer if you use imperial units) but when it's about the world cup, I think it's safe to agree that most of us become zombified to the idea of your national team measuring dicks with another country's national team, in order to win and to get to measure them again against other team, and so on.

I like the world cup concept and since 2006, I've been wanting to attend one. Not just because of the matches but also because of the cultural exchange that takes place during that month where this sport joins nation's; I want to attend a world cup because I know it will change my worldview and I know I will learn a lot from this sociocultural event. This is more than just a sports tournament, this the biggest mass event.

It's been one hour already since I started writing this. I don't know if there are rules about the time it should take to freewriting but my old man eyes are getting tires of focusing while driving on a bumpy road (thank God 3rd world) so I'm gonna stop.

If you read this, please let me know what you think of the style. Was it hard to keep reading or was it simple to just keep eating the words? I've been told my style is easy and fun to read but that was on my adventure posts, I'm not so sure the style is appealing when I'm just rambling around different topics.

Wow, 1,500 and I can't shut up. I'll stop now. Thanks for reading.

Remember, be here now.

Oh yeah, that's how I used to sign off my posts, I wonder when I stopped and why. I guess I started reading it everywhere and I may have thought I wasn't as cool and hipster as I wanted to be (joke, I wouldn't want to be a hipster even if my sanity depended on it).

According to busy.org, this is an 8 minute post but I bet I will get a few "nice post" comments within the first few minutes, meaning they didn't read the post, earning a flag for being spammers. Gosh those spammers.

Anyway, see ya amigos.