Snowed In

This week, I got a really good taste of winter. Winds up to 40 mph, snow blowing sideways, visibility of less than one eighth of a mile... it was fairly intense. The temperature was so low that frostbite could set in within thirty minutes of exposure. I played it safe and got myself off of the road... only to get snowed in at the truck stop. It took the plow crew the entire time from sunrise to almost sunset to clear away the snow so that drivers could get out of the parking lot. Good thing the heater in my truck works really well and I had filled my fuel tanks!

So, while sitting here encased in snow in my truck, waiting to leave, I have nothing to do but contemplate and read, and play on this little machine. The feeling of being a mouse in a cage comes to mind... luckily I am not claustrophobic!

Contemplation... a beautiful thing. A thing that allows for the total freedom of mind wherein ones thoughts can run rampant through forests of memories and fields of philosophies, rivers of ideas and oceans of dreams. Freedom of thought is the one aspect of freedom that most people tend to take for granted, in my opinion.
Soren Kierkegaard Said it best (regarding freedom of thought): "People demand freedom of speech to compensate for the freedom of thought which they seldom use."

I think he was definitely on to something with that, especially when one realizes that freedom of speech is only truly beneficial to those who, first and foremost, exercise their freedom of thought vigorously prior to speaking. After all, true communication is people exchanging ideas, thoughts, concepts, and the like. Talking on the other hand is people exchanging only empty words.

That being said, for a time I might exchange a few thoughts and ideas here on this little online journal of mine. It might indeed become a welcome diversion to discussing work related items in this forum that most people call "blog".

Until the next entry... hmmm... I will let you wonder what might be coming...