I'm not sure if I ever wanted to be a cowboy when I was a kid. When I was in middle school a friend and I decided we were going to move to New Mexico and live as mountain men after high school. Pretty sure we had no idea what that even meant then.
I know that I commonly fantasized about being a knight or a king living in some grand castle. Actually I still fantasize about that one.
But why do we do that? Sometimes we long for simpler times or we forget how much we enjoy proper hygiene But mostly it is because we want grandeur We want to slay dragons or fight off bandits. We want to live in castles or ride the plains.
Our lives seem so mundane by comparison, surely there is still adventure out there waiting for us somewhere.
Or maybe we're living grand and adventurous lives already and we just don't realize it. I imagine there were many a knight or cowboy who did not feel their lives were grand. Did they know that we would dream about them so many years later and fill our stories with their deeds?
Will generations from now be telling tales of our deeds? I don't know, the most we can do is try to choose a worthy adventure.
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