You Chased the Dream. Now You’re Empty. What Comes Next?

The weather in the Northeast was outstanding last week, and I decided to take full advantage by going to the beach.

Thankfully, it’s a short drive.

There’s nothing like sitting on the beach in Connecticut outside the “normal” season.

I sat at the edge of the beach right before the amazing beach homes begin.

To my left was an outcropping of rocks ranging from a foot high to about 4 feet tall. I didn’t count them, but there were probably 30 to 40 of them.

Two little kids, probably 6 to 7, were playing on them and having the time of their lives.

Their mother walked over and asked what they were up to, and this was the response.

“We’re two white tigers, and this is our home. This is the kitchen, that’s the bathroom, here’s our kitchen table, and that’s the refrigerator. The bedrooms are over there.”

Bear in mind they were pointing at rocks.

“And you’re the mommy white tiger, and you’re going to go hunt food for us to cook.”

When we’re children, our lives are rooted in creativity.

Everything is possible, and we cast no judgments on our creation.