For the next month, Griffin and I have decided to shun the traditional college summer-job search and look for adventure in west Texas. Yes, I did say "adventure" and "west Texas." I will ask the question forming in your head for you: "What is in Texas? Why would you willingly subject yourselves to the marvels of dusty plains?" Now I'll answer it.
My dad's company mines and manufactures sodium sulfate. I could list off all its uses, but I don't want to. All of the mining is done in Seagraves, Texas, at a massive plant located right next to a dry salt lake. The plant pulls brine (think salt water...ish) out of the lake (I know I said the lake was dry; if you're really that curious, ask me later), cools it way down, heats it way back up, packages it, and sends it off to all sorts of nice people. The finished product looks, feels, and tastes like table salt. There, my friends, is the what.
We decided to do this to combat a spell of restlessness and discomfort that has plagued the both of us for awhile. Griffin and I have lived the good life for 19/21 years, and not only have we been rendered skill-less, we have a bit of an inaccurate view of the world and how it really works. Now, I am the first to admit, this is our fault alone; we have had numerous opportunities to escape this, but we chose to do, uh, other, more important, valuable things instead. Don't call us if you need a pump overhauled, but if you need to log onto Facebook or beat COD 5, look no further.
At the plant, we will be the krill of the ocean, the ant of the jungle, and the linguistics specialist on the U.S.S Enterprise that is replaced by a hott cadet within the first 15 minutes of the ships maiden voyage. We are the bottom of the the totem pole, the Dalit of west Texas. We decided to remove all of our usual comforts, be it social, physical, or financial, with the hope of truly learning about ourselves as well as the men that Jesus wants us to become. And we would love it if you came along with us.
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