nowhere close

I am not even close - to that big, fat dream I painted of myself not too long ago. Dare I think that I almost had it all figured out. Unfortunately for some, no human is an island. And plans often come in pairs. And some plans are precedents to or dependent on somebody else's plans. So until other people's plans take off, mine cannot. And vice versa. Like chicken and egg.

*

It's the biggest misconception to have people think that I need people to hold my hand through everything. Because I don't need people to hold my hand through everything. I could live in complete solitary. Like a monk. And be independent, or whatever. Just to prove a point. But why should I? Plus, I am finally with a car and am able to get around on my own. And nothing spells out independence more than that. And nothing spells out liberation more than that. So I too, can now say, with some attitude if I may add, "Oh, I'm sorry. I don't feel like seeing you today. Because I am just too tired from all the driving around."

*

I want a vacay in Cabo. A tall order. Okay, I'll settle for much less - just some time alone with the DVDs.