An Adventure of the Senses (1. Prologue)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
'Prologue' is pt 1 of 'An Adventure of the Senses'. The original Word document includes photos & other images linked to the journal.

Submitted: April 15, 2016

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  1. Prologue

 

Despite the best efforts of our parents to make us feel loved when growing up, every one of us is lost until we are found or go searching for ourselves. 

 

 

 

My parents were not sun worshippers.  Instead I have warm memories of family trips by boat and car across Ireland, Scotland and England, visiting our extended family and meeting strangers that sometimes became friends. 

After I left home in 1996 for Queen’s University, I concentrated on my studies during term-time and worked full-time during each summer.  I had great times with friends in bars and clubs but I always preferred doing my own thing.  Being in good company was great but being in ok company waiting for something to happen in places I hated was not for me. 

 

‘There isn’t any night club in the world you can sit for a long time unless you can at least buy some liquor and get drunk.  Or unless you’re with some girl that really knocks you out.’ (JD Salinger, ‘Catcher In The Rye’)

 

Friends went to places I didn’t want to go to, e.g. Ibiza.  Girls never became girlfriends for long enough for us to share romantic trips abroad. 

 

 

 

On Valentine’s Night 2001 I met Orla, a 5 ft girl from West Belfast, in The Parlour.  At first we were a couple but we were better as friends.  Knowing that I had not been abroad before, she recommended a place she stayed at the previous summer, Ocean City Maryland.  She could provide me with contacts.  It did not take any persuasion to convince me to do it.  Raj said I could tell my grandchildren about it.  I booked the flights a few days later.

 

 

 

Thursday 7th June 2001Dublin to London Heathrow06:4008:05

London Heathrow to Philadelphia11:3014:25

 

Tuesday 3rd July 2001Philadelphia to London Heathrow21:15 09:20

London Heathrow to Dublin13:15 14:30

 

 

When I told my parents after everything was booked, our conversation was heated.  Not only I was heading out there on my own but I was going a year after recovering from a serious illness.I filled my backpack with clothes, books, CDs (Tim Buckley, The Frames and ‘Sketches From A Bittersweet Life’ - a compilation of my songs), my Seagull acoustic guitar (I didn’t want to take my good Takamine in its heavy hard-case), a blue notebook and my camera. 

 

 

I’d heard it said that everyone has a book in them.  Sitting one dreary afternoon in my Ulster Bank admin job, I dreamed of writing ‘An Adventure of the Senses’.  It would be much more than poetry or songs; it would be my 'On the Road’, bringing to life what I was doing, my thoughts, the people and the places.

 

 

 

 

Dalton Trumbo’s Johnny Got His Gun and Knut Hamsun’s Hunger captured the fictional lives of people in difficult circumstances.  Prose left both authors’ minds onto paper a furious pace, inspiring me to share my thoughts in a similar way.  Though people had heard and appreciated the songs I’d written, I was a lost soul wanting to discover what life meant to me and what I meant to others. 

 


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