Where do you get your inspiration from?

I want to live off the land. I want to wake up in the morning to the smell of the coast, with nothing but a child-like sense of wonder at my fingertips.

I wake up everyday and as I rub the sleep from my eyes, I think about the chase, the never-ending run that I try to wrap my mind around, but cannot. If we aren't thinking, we aren't growing.

It seems like everyone I know is caught in this endless struggle to be someone they aren't. Battling with the people closest to them about their lives. I want to find that person, that one person, who is living on their dreams as much as I am. Maybe I am a sad sap, but nothing delights me more than the thought of drinking a cup of coffee atop an Italian Villa, watching the sunrise, and simply being who I want. Our dreams are huge, sometimes even bigger than ourselves.