The Most Perfect

Imagine you are in the exact place you would love to be.
Not just for vacation, but to be there to live.
Can you imagine it?
Do you even have a place?


A lot of people say France because that's the most romantic place in the world.
Others, Hawaii, for relaxation.


The most perfect answer I've heard.


Home.


Saying that, it definitely wouldn't be my answer.


I just said it was the most perfect answer, yes? So why not?


My home now isn't suitable for a dream.
Not where I would say it's perfect.
When I heard that person say home.
Thoughts came to my head.


A wife.
Maybe, MAYBE, a child.
A cat. or a dog, if my wife wants one instead.
A Mustang.
A nice sized house. Not small.
An Olympic sized pool.
A nice place to run.
A beautiful place to cycle.


Suddenly, it's not a perfect answer anymore.


Is it?

New Responsibilities

*sigh of relief*


I miss being here, writing, to nobody.


If you read this, why don't you comment?
I love communication.


Recently I was supposed to become a manager at my job. Already!


I know. I just started.


Those who were there before me don't like me. "/


But hey. . . .
Whatcha gonna do?


The bosses think I deserve that position, it's for a reason that the bosses approve of.


Then, one of my counselors made me an administrator to the website to upload videos and outlines.


Exciting.


I love my job.


I love computers, audio and visuals.


So,




Why am I sad?