Sometimes I can’t find it, even for years, and then there it is.
A great and happy surprise which gives justification for my constant searching.
I stumble around in the darkness searching for the next thing.
But I am not wasting time on doo dads. What I am doing is searching for
my most important thing. Can I see what it is all about? What will I do
to step out? I will read and think and write. I am looking for efficiency.
I will recover. I will draw my boundaries and I will lobby with basic self interest.
Reason is a wonderful thing. Infusing passion now so that I don’t sink into complacency.
What if I could get the endowment? What if, what if I could, like a bird, obtain and
digest, the berries from every fruited tree. I am looking for a life to live.