what next?
these are the days when you feel guilty for letting life get by you. but really, are celebrations more valid then a lazy day on the couch reading a book or listening to music? are funerals more important than making yourself an ice cream cone and going for a long summer night's walk? sometimes... i don't think so. milestones just require better clothing.
daily goals, monthly goals, yearly goals. lists to bring you closer to the next set of steps you'll have to climb. when do we say enough? when do we stay put? when are we satisfied with what we have? are we ever meant to be? i know what i want and what i don't want. but that doesn't seem to have any influence on what life brings me. and that's okay for me today. tomorrow, i just don't know...