I remember saying a long time ago that I never really wanted to be famous. Gee, what a crock. Everything I've done thus far has been geared toward becoming famous. Famous, though, in the sense that I want to love and be loved by everyone. That really came from a flawed perception of reality.
Now, in the process of a soul revamp, I am opening my mind to a lot more than what I've already seen. I used to think books and coffeeshops were the things that could help me escape from a mundane reality. But these views really change, don't they?
That's what really made me want to be a writer. I wanted to be loved by everyone, and for people to recognize my name. This really isn't possible. There are a million writers in the world, and there are only a handful of authors, that I can name anyway, that are truly famous.
Well, I'm rambling now, and will get to the point. Wineries. I could be part of these companies. This would help me to travel around the world, and learn about different cultures. It's time that I take a little bit of time off so that I can work at a winery. Wouldn't that be interesting? Maybe as a seasonal worker for a short time...then moving on from there.
Scenario (like the job):
Stay at the winery, and seek more schooling on the subject. God knows I don't know a damn thing about wine now, and I would only be a cellar rat.
Scenario (don't like the job):
I can come back home after my seasonal work at the winery. No big deal. Move on, and look for more undiscovered work.
Input would be cool, but I suppose this might be more of a lone soul's journey.
---Rob
