When I was a child I always daydreamed and looked beyond my surrounding. I often felt I was not living in the right time, and place, and even felt I was not in the right family. On trips I always wanted to see beyond the next bend of the road, the next mountain, or across the sea. I suppose I have always wanted something just beyond my reach. And the first 40 yrs of my life just didn't fullfill me. Not until I was finally on my own. It was then and only then that I realized all I had missed in the previous years. It was what I really wanted all along. Wrong decisions were made early, and paid for later. And now as I see what could have been then, might never be now, I have to try to live life to the fullest. Can't let time get in the way now, as time is still moving forward.