Postcard #88: Arrogance #2
Greetings from COLUMBIA RIVER HIGHWAY
On a whim and a day off I drove to historic Highway 30. I don’t think I’ve ever been so overwhelmed by natural beauty. I was looking for distraction and I found a strange sort of clarity. It’s pointless to describe what I saw. I think this sort of clarity is different for everyone. Like how people find comfort at the beach or the beauty in a bustle of a city. I realized first and foremost how New Jersey is not for me. It’s soul sucking. Then aware of self-doubt and introspection washed over me of which I was ill prepared. I was no better than anyone else. No better than a prisoner, surviving within walls repeating the same steps. Same motions. I arrogantly thought my life was better than others. Like time, it was relative. I felt like I had to apologize for my own thoughts. How long before I apologize for this one? Like a snake eating its own tail.
Vista House dedicated May 5, 1918
Friends of Vista House, established in 1982 in partnership with Oregon Parks & Recreation
PO Box 204 Corbett, OR 97019 | 503-695-2240
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