bouncing around like a frantic roulette ball for most of my life, I
have landed. Life has become a cycle of small pleasures. I wonder about
the meaning. Why these people? Why this place? It doesn't really matter.
This is it. I don't feel the need to get somewhere. I am here. Now I
want to maixmize on what is here: organize a corner, learn a new skill,
find a way to volunteer. As for whatever is in store for me, I am not
afraid. I do want to be healthy as long as possible so I can be around
in 10 years - 20? to see how my grandchildren have grown up. Small
pleasures, small ambitions perhaps, but my joy and gratitude are large.