A recent journal entry: "Today a friend asked me to think about my goals for the next twenty years. The thought stoned me. It's frightening to think that far in advance, and I'm not sure I want to. At time it is difficult to see past tomorrow or the day after that." "...The thought of the future takes my breath away. I like keeping my feet on the ground here in the present just concentrating on the task at hand while keeping an eye on what tomorrow may bring." Suggested listening: Van Morrison "And It Stoned Me"