2090. Sounds like a year I'll never see. But it's actually the number of days until I can officially retire from my current job. It, too is something it seems I shall never see.
Much is happening in the world. Most of it bad. Most of it eating away at my dream to sail away from it all.
The BP oil spill in the gulf last year opened my eyes more than I care to admit. There is no "sailing away". The world is smaller than it ever was while greed, corruption, and power continues go grow exponentially.
Still, a dream it is and continues to be. Although it may never come to fruition, it can never be taken away.
