Two Decades And A Year

I am poisoned... and blessed by this one life.
One & short.
How can one commit to one path?
How can you commit to one goal?
Financial security, family, and a home.
Does it not seem dreadful?
I fear this cycle... like a hell to be relived over and over
If I were to be reincarnated as another soul in the States.
It is beautiful, there is no doubt about that in my mind.
The services of Cesar are plentiful here, and because of this
I am here... talking to you now.
But I venture elsewhere...
In warm Brazil,
In humid Hawaii,
In vivacious Venice,
And I hear the waves of the world beckoning me leave this safety.
All my life I have lived in concern and worry...
in the end, will I die happy? Staying here? Rotting here?
Two decades and a year... I am happy knowing this.
Two decades and only a year.
Young elites and few fortunates have lived many adventures in such short time
due to the financial splendors of their progenitors.
Envy does not reach me... only wishful thinking.
I give thanks to the happenings that will be.
So thank you, Harley
Thank you, half-pipe
Thank you, mojitos
Thank you, bikinis
Thank you, clouds below me
Thank you, epinephrine
Thank you, good deeds done dirt cheap
Thank you, six-string friend
Thank you, kick to the chest
Thank you, backflip
Thank you, love of my life
Thank you.
Two decades and a year...
and forever to go.