Chey’s Lounge

My body craves some sort of respite. My mind wishes for something more than what it can currently fathom. Looking for something is a far more formidable opponent than the humble needle in a haystack. I believe I’m searching for a concept, which explains why it feels so fleeting. I need to visualize what tangible actions I can take that will lead to the materialization of my ideal reality. What a daunting task. Not trying may be worse, though. I think that’s all I have to say for now.