Inspirational

A long time ago, “she said “in a place I have almost forgotten I heard a rumor of another world. With all my heart, because I could not abide the place I was in-I wanted to see that world. I wanted to go there and to live there. Where I was born-the trees were always in the sun..the merciless light. It never rained-though we never lacked for water. Always fair weather! Dull. I wanted difference. And I wondered does it rain there? Are there clouds, perhaps, and is there shade in that other world? I wanted somewhere to stand, you see, that would give me a view of the deserts and snow. I wanted that desperately. I wanted, too, someone I could argue with. Someone-just once-with whom I could disagree…who say that dry is wet-and black is white? and if I were to say, `I am not I-but whoever I wish to be.”
Timothy Findley Not Wanted on the Voyage