I like this picture because it reminds me of how I'm always looking forward, away from what I'm doing in the present and towards the next thing. I was thinking about this last week when November 1st rolled around and it was time to make a new calendar to hang in my cube. I love crossing off the days that have passed and anticipating tomorrow, next week, next year. I like having plans. I like counting down the days until Christmas. I like dreaming about the life I'll be living in 10 years. And I have yet to decide whether this is a blessing or a curse. Believe me, I do try to live in the moment, carpe diem and all that. Something inside me, however, is always restless, seeking the morrow. It is the prospect of what is to come that keeps me motivated in the present. There are so many things I want to see and do. I want to travel the world, which I know a lot of people claim, but I actually yearn for it. I want to more fully understand our world and be in a position to change things. I want to pack up everything and move somewhere completely new and just start over. I want to go to graduate school because I love to learn and be challenged. I want to counsel because although I don't have infinite wisdom, I have experienced pain and want to help people heal. I want to be a mother that my children will be proud of. I understand that where I am right now is preparing me for this future I dream of but sometimes it seems so distant.