New and Old

The work place doesn't appear inviting me to enter,
so I've have chosen to follow my passions.
School, art, playing,
A monkish solitude
and
(my favorite)
Dreaming.
So all current paths lead to
sandy, white beaches
incredibly blue, ocean water
tropical, warm breezes,
hair tossed with a changing wind
ambiance, inviting creativity,
and darkness allowed as comfort
instead of a smothering blanket.
I still have urges to wander a certain somewhere,
but
the connection of my soul
will have to suffice.