I was touched by an e-mail sent to me by a reader from Singapore. He spoke of his dreams to travel the U.S. and closed with a statement that really grabbed a hold of me..
"I hope you find what you are searching for.."
Sometimes, I wonder about that myself. I guess my dream location would be a place where the burden of guilt and regret didn't weigh so heavily on my soul and I am finally able to live in peace. The only problem is that no matter where I go or how far I run, I already know that the one thing I can never truly escape is myself. Sometimes, it feels strange not having a past or a future. The road behind me is a broken trail and so is the road ahead. My only 401k plan is the hope that the next life will be a little more forgiving. Maybe I will be an eagle with a giant wingspan, watching the sunset from high above the horizon as the cool ocean breeze caresses my feathers. I really do hope that there is some sort of afterlife because somehow I have really managed to screw this one up. I guess I will just have to keep searching, hoping to find whatever it is I am looking for in another place. If I can't find it another place.. then maybe in another time.