"Do you have any invalid visas?" She asked. "Nope, all used." I responded.
"It looks like you almost ran out of pages with this one. Would you like to have the extended passport, with double the number of visa pages? It's for $5 extra."
I paused to think.
At first thought, the idea of doubling my travel for the next five years as compared to the previous five seemed stupendously thrilling. She didn't know it, but her simple question became like a dare, or a verbal lightening strike that seized all my attention and directed it at the crux of my recent contemplations. What does life/God have in store for me in the next 5 years? Will I be working overseas again? Which countries? How many countries? How long is this adventurous phase of mine going to last?
Much to even my own surprise, I broke the pregnant pause with, "Naaah, I don't think I'll be traveling that much."
Oh my goodness. I really said that? What does that mean? Probably nothing right? A normal passport will still hold at least 9 visas with plenty of room for stamps. I definitely know people that work for NGOs or the UN whose excessive traveling require that they have a double portion of visa pages, but will I turn out to be one of those? within the next 5 years nonetheless? More importantly, is it God's will for me to keep on gallivanting from place to place. Do I have a lust problem with my insatiable need for new experiences, accomplishments or lifestyle choices?
I've hypothesized to my friends on several occasions that perhaps I'm this way because I'm trying to fill a void in my life from the lack of romantic relationships. But I suppose if I were truly, deeply concerned about my lack of romance, I would be directing more of my energy and prayer over that issue, which I'm not.
For now, I'm at peace with my choice for a passport of normal thickness; and I am for the most part happy to be home.
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