I'm over it all.

A pointless post but it's really getting to me lately.

All I want to do these days is go somewhere else. I did a big trip a few weeks ago up the WA coast. Went bush over Easter. Heading down into the the jarrah forests this weekend. The Cruiser is heading into monthly 10K service territory. My wanderlust is becoming obsessive but not really making me feel content any more. On my bedside table are maps, not one or two, a stack as thick as a dictionary. No novels, just maps and a lone 4x4 mag.

I'm also fed up to the back teeth with everyone's obsession about telling me what to eat, drink, wear, drive, say, think etc etc etc. I no longer read the newspapers, I avoid the TV news bulletins but it all keeps creeping back in through the cracks. This nanny state, big brotheresque, litigious, health obsessed, PC society (regime?) we all live in and seen to accept is simply wearing me down. Little old WA is simply filling up with too many people. Travellers everywhere you look. All the old spots now have coppers logs, bitumen roads, interpretive eco discovery centres and rangers.

Dunno. I'm seriously considering throwing in the towel and cashing in my chips, load up a backpack and taking off to explore another continent. Problem is I have nothing to complain about either. My life is very good which makes it worse.

As I said, a rambling post but I just can't seem to shake this feeling of late.