We all wonder. Few of us get to wander. I always thought I would get to be the latter. Traveling from place to place, earning a meager living doing godknowswhat for a while, and then moving on has a certain romance. But it turned out to be quite the opposite for me. I not only got stuck between a rock and a hard place, it seems I have been concreted in as well. I have a soul that needs to roam. This is why I am often caught daydreaming in unsuitable situations, why I have such grandeur ideas, and why I do not like to be told "no!" This is my soul's way of wandering and it doesn't like to be told to stop or that it can't go certain places. If my feet must be here, my mind should be able to go wherever it pleases. This is why I am such a ridiculous visionary of a human being. And I really can't help it and, in fact, kind of like it. It allows me to escape the mundanity of day-to-day business. I can't decide, though, if this is what keeps me from going insane or if this is what will cause it. (?)
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