There’s this dream that I have. I am a middle aged man living somewhere where there are plenty of trees and when you wake up in the morning you can see the light break through those trees and you feel content and give a sigh of relief.
In this dream I have a family that I love very much. We are not perfect but we are still very happy and at the end of the day I lay next to a woman who I love the more than anything in this world.
My job I’m not entirely sure. But it is something that I love doing. It could be art or photography. It is still uncertain.
Every time I have this dream or think about it the more it becomes a fantasy and less a reality. This world continues to diminish any idea of happiness that I once had. Because the truth is the real world is not a happy place. The more I live in this world the more I just want to live in it alone.
I am really uncertain about my future. At one road, I have security but loneliness as well, and on the other road I have happiness but have much to fear.
I really have no idea what the hell I am going to do. I dont have that much time either, the days are counting down before I am set free and I have a decision to make all on my own.
I wish I just knew what to do.
