So, what does the future hold? More of the same and more of the different, I hope.

I hope to keep family, proximity to mountains, and my eyes (those are the main things). I hope to change vocations a few more times, write a few books, and dabble in creative processes that elude me as of now (but which I will continue to pursue).

Teaching college, encouraging teachers to persevere, opening eyes…all on the wish list.

There are infinite possibilities out there, just over that lump of water in the way.

An apartment in New York? (How do real estate prices of $1.5 million begin to seem like bargains when watching a show about NY property?)

A best-selling novel? (If only reading ten thousand words someone else wrote could then flower into 10 of my own?)

Financial independence? (Why not NOT work? Why not attract money some other way?)