We’ve made it through Tuesday. For someone who’s become mortified of their own mortality, it’s odd that I celebrate the passing of the days like I do. But in my defense, these days are the ones you have to go through in order to finance the days of doing what you want. So what do I want? At this point in time in my life, I want at least 10 acres with a whole bunch of trees on it. Preferably a water feature also. I want to create a trail that switches back and forth around the property so that I may go for a long walk and not have to run into anybody. I want to have nice little house, a big detached garage/shop, RV hookups, and little guest cabins. If I were to win the lottery, I’d buy a couple hundred acres in the middle of the Woods and build a hotel in the middle of it. Maybe not a hotel per se, but cabins around a central point that has a huge fire pit and a covered kitchen facility.

But here’s the thing, I’m getting older, to the point where I’m actually incapable, physically, of doing some of the things that would be required to have this dream of mine about having property. My friend David bought his dream property and built the dream house on it 7 and 1/2 years ago. He’s calling it quits now, moving back to Suburbia. Closer to neighbors, other people, and I guess medical facilities. And unfortunately, that may be what it comes down to. You start having chest pains in the middle of the Woods, and you may as well lay down, look at the sky, and hope that’s where you’re headed.

I think I have to try it, though. I won’t rest peacefully until I figure out if that’s what’s going to calm my soul. Part of me is even thinking about the Caribbean. If I were to liquidate all my assets in the States, surely I could buy an acre or two in some tropical paradise. Although, in the last paragraph, I talked about medical needs as we age, in the Caribbean is just not known for that.

I think I’m supposed to die in the appalachians, I have a feeling I’ve done that before, a lot of times. There’s an affinity I feel going through those mountains. I don’t feel that way with the Rockies. Don’t get me wrong, though. I love the Rockies. They’re just a little young for me.

I’m super thankful for where I’m at now, I just feel that there’s some place else I’m supposed to get to. Sleep well world! We’ll catch you tomorrow!