Then turn those daydreams into reality!
These days, our lives are filled with information. Maybe too much of it. Every second of the day we open up wide and words and images are shoveled in. This information tsunami fills up a lot of space set aside for daydreams.
What we do then, I suspect, is a massive amount of filtering. Every meme, article, news clip and sound bite goes down a giant conveyor belt inside your head where the sorting team goes through the whole lot, cataloging what will be thought about immediately, and what will get filed away to wake you up at 3 am on a Tuesday six months from now.
And the rest? Well, a large majority of it probably goes out through the ear-hole garbage chute. Space is the ultimate commodity in Brainville.
Go after what you really want
Don’t ask why? Ask why not?
Knowing that we’re on full-tilt information overload, it is interesting to see what ideas stick over time.
Which of the farfetched daydreams will come to fruition? What unconscious machinations will you employ to keep something simmering until it can reach full boil?
Time and memory are at work and often we don’t even know it. The answers reveal themselves at a later date.
One of the great things about keeping a blog is that you get to re-read what you were thinking in the past and perhaps pinpoint the spark that ultimately ignited. I love that.
In 2015, I fulfilled a daydream when I visited the Gemini Giant muffler man in Wilmington, Illinois. I don’t have any superpowers or special ability. The only thing I ever do is recognize that the happiness I will feel is worth the effort.
Now, to some people, this particular daydream might be dumb. You rode your motorcycle more than 900 miles to see THAT? But each day we’re all on a personal journey that reaches far beyond what the 3-dimensional clings to. Shiny green fiberglass was much more than just shiny green fiberglass.
Keep dreaming, keep doing, keep adventuring. Your life depends on it.
What are you daydreaming about?
While riding through a fairly residential section of Route 6 in Ohio, as I approached the intersection of a side street, a big silvery fish fell out of the sky. Thick and long, it’s 18 inches met the pavement with an unceremonious, vaguely moist sounding splat. It was a sound that transcended the noise filtering of my earplugs. If you’ve never heard a big fat fish shake hands with the ground from 40 feet up well, let me tell you – it’s surprisingly loud.
My guess is that a mighty big bird must’ve be working pretty hard to carry its feast to high ground. It’s straining claws just couldn’t hang on anymore and it let the fish go. Or… you know, aliens.
The whole episode reminded me of my pancake encounter. Life is mysterious.
More Posts from this Road Trip
- Travel Inspiration in a Cup o’ Coffee
- Believe In The Power of Daydreams
- A Strange Encounter on Route 6 in Ohio
- Lorain Lighthouse – Banana at East Beach
- Ghost Ad in Chenoa, Illinois: Selz Royal Blue Shoes
- Passing Through Lincoln, Illinois
- Petrol-Love: Olde Tyme Service Stations in Illinois
- Quirky Roadside Attractions from Illinois
- Route 66 – A Leap of Faith
- In the Shadow of the World’s Largest Ketchup Bottle
- The Tangled Web of Bigfeet
- The Illusion of Safety
- Oh. Hello, Mr. Water Tower – Nice to See You!
- The Decaying Standard Oil Station of Vienna, Illinois
- That OTHER Guy From Metropolis? Maybe You’ve Heard of Him?
- Sunday Snapshot: Big John of Metropolis, Illinois
- Visiting Santa Claus in Indiana
- Whispering Giants Grand Tour: Wacinton of Paducah, Kentucky
- Wide Open Space, Wide Open Mind
- This Post Has Been Sanitized for Your Protection
- Things I Think About While Riding – Is Love Based on Proximity?
- Big, Pink Roadside Odds and Ends in West Virginia
- Pretending to be Brave – Leaving the Void for Parts Unknown
- Talking to Strangers: The Power of Vulnerability
- I’ve Returned From My October Road Trip – There’s So Much To Think About
- Things I Think About While Riding
- Road-Tripping: Greetings From Illinois
With my belly grumbling, I decided to stop for a spell at Lakeview Park along Lake Erie to eat my electric banana. I didn’t know anything about the park, I just happened to see that it had a waterview.
Though my morning ride was just little over a hundred miles since leaving Napoleon, Ohio where I’d spent the night, with everything I’d seen so far, it felt like I’d already been riding for a long time. The park was a perfect place to take a breather.
After parking myself on the steps I looked out to the infinite horizon, marveling at the size of the lake. I was pleasantly surprised to find a lighthouse bracing against the wind off to the east.
The Lorain Lighthouse – Lorain, Ohio
While riding Historic Route 66 in Illinois, I tried to take a turn through the towns that seemed to pop up like an oasis after a stretch of nothin’ much. Often my ride would be like road, road, road, TOWN, road, road road…
These places that punctuate the route seemed to hold the most lovely treasures, if you’re the Americana-lovin’ sort. This Selz Royal Blue Shoes ad is in the town of Chenoa, Illinois.
Before the trip, I’d never heard of Selz Royal Blue Shoes. But like so many other things, once my eyes were opened to it and I began looking for information I had myself another rabbit hole to fall down. There are many lovely Selz ads across the midwest.
- Flickr user Earl Leatherberry has a great gallery of Selz murals.
- Fading Ad Blog: Selz Royal Blue Shoes – Whitehall, Illinois – Bob Kisken & E. Leatherberry
- Fritinancy – Selz Sells