I would call it a fundamental building block in the lives of some people.
Certain events snowball, but for those people who are partly (or wholly) fueled by this non-metric element, it’s more like a rocket launch.
You have an idea.
You investigate and/or pursue the idea.
Then suddenly you are hundreds of thousands of miles above ground looking down at the blue sphere that is Earth.
It looks a bit like this…
Here’s the thing. The person caught up in the thrill of the moment is often so overcome with the sheer joy (or terror) of that moment that anything in the realm of “sensible” doesn’t really occur to them. Like the fact that maybe you should be INSIDE the space ship.
There are so many things in my life that fall into this rocket-launch category. Most of the wonderful things I would say. I plan and plan and plan, and then on a whim research something that crept into my brain with no context. The result is usually that I do the latter.
“When have any of our plans ever actually worked? We plan, we get there, all hell breaks loose!”
-Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2
Applying for the Peace Corps and going to China (not with the Peace Corps) is one example. Or traveling in rural Sichuan during off season – so many half-baked plans on that one. Or returning to the States with no intentions of landing a job any sooner than six months and having one within six weeks.
I’m not necessarily proud of this fact, but it happens.
So at this job, we have had a small ,white cat wondering around the parking lot and meowing at the door. Much to my supervisor’s chagrin we sorta fell in love with her. I even named her Ghost, so we could pretend like she didn’t exist for the sake of pseudo-keeping her.
You see, I went from being a teacher to now working in a homeless women’s transitional facility. Our office is 24/7 so one of us is always there. It is enough time to get overly attached to a stray.
She had been around for a few weeks.
Then out of the blue, a coworker of mine had a burst of energy to find a place for this cat. We called shelters, and sanctuaries, and rescues.
Naturally, we took our plight to social media where someone expressed interest. It was the one in a hundred (or million) chance we were looking for. So, we made a plan to get the cat to the person, only for the cat to turn up a no-show.
I should have known better, it is a cat after all.
Four hours after I left work, I got a call from my coworker saying the cat had returned and willingly jumped into the box we left out for her.
Like a mad woman I tore out of my driveway determined to place this cat with her forever home.
No time for second thoughts.
I was on turbo, auto-pilot to the stars once again.
And they all lived happily ever after!
Well, sort of. The cat did get out of the box and loose in my car for about half of the drive, but hey, she did get to her new people and now has an opportunity for a better life.
Not your typical adventure.
Until next time!
~A & the cat