This whole move to Guatemala has got me thinking about things.  You know, I’m a guy, and some things that are important those of the female persuasion who I generally find personally advantageous to keep in a positive state of mind do not have the same significance for me.  That’s not to say, though, that things are bad.  Reminders of experiences, people, or landmarks in life help keep us grounded and not forget, in the excitement, who we are and where we came from.   At the same time, too many things can keep us tied down and less free to do what needs to be done, when it needs to be done.

My life very soon will fit into four suitcases and a medium-sized shed.  And you know what?  That doesn’t bother me in the least.