Wednesday, October 17, 2012

What do you dream of?

I don't want to talk about training.

I don't want to talk about how far or fast I ran.


I don't want to talk about what I ate before or after or how much sleep I got or if it was good or bad.


I don't want to talk about budgets. 


I don't want to talk about how much to pay this or that vendor. 


I don't want to talk about a late or damaged delivery.


I don't want to talk about the kids,


or their sports,


or their grades.



I want to talk about me. 


or you.


Or does this dress look good on me?


or this one?


Or what are you afraid of? What do you love?


Where Have I been? Where do I want to go? 


or could I disappear for 6 months?


where would I go?  What would I do?


would you go with me?


Let's be frivolous.


Let's stay up all night talking over a bottle of wine.


I want to....go.


I want to climb Macchu Picchu.


I want to stare in wonder at pyramids.


I want to wonder if I could have been Queen in ancient Egypt.


Je veux marcher le long de la seine


et de boire du cafĂ©


I want to kiss the blarney stone.


Where will I be in 5 years? On top of a mountain? In the middle of the ocean? Sitting on a beach watching the sunrise?


Will I be here?