life is simple, i think. we say it's complicated to make it so, to avoid the simple truth, so we're never satisfied and just keep buying into the stuff that makes us chronically unsatisfied. since i left the egg i never imagined wanting to be anything, i mean, anything but a mourning dove. what matters is to live my life trying to be what i want to be. yet we somehow feel this is not how it's supposed to be.

gnome sane? 
ohh, yes, dear, i know before you say it, you say it every day.