and i’m not sure why. Perhaps it’s because that attaining the life i want means abandoning the life i have. Because the more i think about it, the more i realize that the life i have is less fulfilling than the life i envision. It’s not that my life is empty. It’s that the life i envision is so much richer.

i envision my time spent in the company of good friends…days exchanging ideas, conversations late into the night, or the comfort of just being with kindred…an environment filled alternately with music or with the silence that rides upon the wind…passion up close and personal… a life with both order and spontaneity instead of clutter and rigid agenda.

i envision a life of few possessions and a universe of opportunity. i envision a life of open roads and cozy culs-de-sac rather than freeways and dead ends.