If I only knew I had wings. And a world to discover.

Words written so long ago seem no less true now... perhaps even more, because now I can really say nothing is lacking in my life as it is. From every normal perspective my life is wonderful. It really is. The acommodation part perhaps not quite so, but everything else... But something IS lacking. Perhaps will forever be, perhaps it is not something a human life can have in this world. Maybe it is a dream of a child, something people are supposed to grow out of. I don't want to grow out of it. I can walk, yes. I can even run. And I've come to love the ground I walk upon. But still I wish for a greater destiny.