A Continued Story

To want something isn't always a selfish desire, nor is it always an altruistic one. It hovers between some rather complex needs.

If I listed all my wants and then arranged them in some sort of order I'd probably find that I needed categories. How can one mix a want of a micro pen that is waterproof, doesn't skip, and rarely clogs with a desire to be a consistent golfer?

How do I create a hierarchy of wants when the issues are bigger than a bread box and out of my control?

Then the personal wants require their own page—they too may be out of my control—but it doesn't alter seeing them as wants.

I think you can't get stuck, refuse to move on, wipe the dust off your sandals.

Some wants you treat like touchstones—checking in on them and then moving on. Familiar, like a canker sore that you keep checking with your tongue. To feel its rawness reminds you that the want is real, palpable, and still able to sting.

And that may be enough.