Folk Festival; Freedom, and Gas Consumption

It takes a stout heart to go to entertainment events alone. You get the idea that all the couples and groups are imagining you as a loser, unable to get a date, a person without friends. They may be right, but I don't care much, not really giving a rat's ass what others think of me.

My independent attitude partly may come from my desire to do the opposite of what is expected, trying to avoid unthinking conventional behavior. For example, I sit at a bus stop and watch scores of vehicles race by like lemmings, no matter our unbelievable consumption of gas in this country, making us dependent on foreign oil and aggravating global warming to boot. They continue on and so will I - having some peace in my life while I relax on the bus, read, watch the sky, rest. Other times I will ride my bike, for miles, to get where I am going. I end up in better shape, and will likely avoid health problems associated with thinking we have to drive a 1000 pound vehicle everywhere we go, ignoring that we have legs and a strong back.

But back to my subject, being alone at a folk festival, where I noticed a nice looking lady sitting by herself, on some steps. don't remember what I said when I approached her, but she invited me to sit down. Before long we were exchanging stories about our beloved dogs, relationships, and music.

It probably is to be expected that I move ahead slow, after have one long relationship with one woman in my life. I won't gauge my pace on what others expect, because I cherish my freedom so much. You would to if you had seen all the magnificent sights I have, up high at the edge of treeline, with snowy peaks towering above, a valley of tall fir out below, and a hawk flying overhead.