Fly Away....

Today, in the dense fog and winter landscape of New Hampshire I dream of flying away. I dream of tropical water destinations and Happy Hippie Surfer Life. I dream of dirt and Spoons.
The walls of this place are so confining some days, and yet amazingly blissful others.
Today, I want to go to the ocean. I want to smell the salt water and know this ocean is connected to all oceans. There is a piece of my places in this cold water.
I want today to remember I am free. I am of whatever I choose. I do not have to remain as is. I can Be, Do and Have all experiences and Joy I choose.
What do I choose? Sunshine, Travel, Happiness.

I want to make an abundance of money carving wooden spoons. How absurd and wonderful it would be to be rich off spoons! I love this idea! to be able to travel to the Maldives, BoraBora and Hawaii on the pretense of wooden spoons!