Sometimes when I am alone with my thoughts, my mind wanders to the
‘what will be’ part of my life; the FUTURE.
What’s to become of me when the time comes for me to walk out of
these tall fences, so neatly trimmed with barbed wire? Am I to believe that
there is a plan already laid out for me, some intrinsic outline of my life that
has already been written in the stars? I’d like to think that we are in control
of our own destinies but if that is the case than I have no more chances. I
have to do my best to turn this life that I have led thus far in a very
different direction. Rewrite the script if you will…
I know what I imagine, and what that is - could be interpreted as
simple, or perhaps even minimal. Will I be my own success story? If so, how
will I know when I have succeeded? Everyday I watch people chase things round
and round, trying to accomplish more and more. How much is enough though? Don’t
we all measure success in different ways? For some, its money but for others; it may
be family, friends, their career, health or even love and relationships.
For me, I hope to be able to work, have a career, and be successful
and independent. I want to own my own home, a loft or an apartment in the city
(Boson). It doesn’t need to be extravagant or ‘over the top’. I am a dog lover
so I see a puppy as my ‘partner’ almost immediately upon my release. I would
love a small circle of friends and of course, to be close to my family. Weekend
get-aways and vacations are all well and good, but I have really become rather
simplistic in my wants and needs. That is to be expected when you have had to
fit your entire life into a few small banker boxes and a 10x6 space. I live in
an area that is smaller than the closet of my home prior to coming into prison.
That fact alone should really put things into a proper perspective.
That fact alone should really put things into a proper perspective.
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