As I sat by my window, this morning, with a mug of black tea, I thought about how things change. Last night was filled with disturbing dreams and visions created by my overworked mind, and the tea, somehow helped put the voices to rest.
I thought about what my wish list used to look like, when I was 10, and what it looks like now. I recollected how, over the years, preferences, choices and even the people in my life, have changed. I realized that as you grow older, the things that matter to you, change remarkably. Your wish list gets smaller, and that certain things that you want, can't be bought.
Lucent Britex.