Sitting in the rain

A few few times a month I visit my mountain property where I have 30 acres and a 200 square-foot tiny home sitting on the mountain top surrounded by forest with only a Starlink solar panels and a battery. It’s the perfect way to to disconnect from the stress and demands of society. Tonight while contemplating the ultimate question, why are we here? A simple answer came to mind. As far as we know, we have one life to live in the purpose of that life is to actually have a purpose is it not? A purpose driven life is one filled with experience. Try to do as much as you can find what you enjoy discern what you hate do more of the first and less of the ladder and take away the joy of knowing you did everything you wanted to do before you’re called home. We all should sit down and contemplate what it is that we truly enjoy in life. I turn on my Kindle. I read a good book. It takes me a way to fantasy. World where I get immersed with the life that I may not actually live. Reminiscing the memories like the 55 countries on visited my favorite places in the world my favorite people, my favorite taste, and my favorite moment. Have you ever done that? Just sit down and truly tried to pick out, let’s say, your five favorite moments in life? Outside of marriage and children being born or any moments that involve milestones or other people what are the simple moments that you cherish the most. Sitting on a cliff in Capri Italy, watching the sun sink into the horizon dreaming about the day I’ll come back and spend my honeymoon on that same cliff. Skinny-dipping with strangers and Adriatic sea off the coast of Corfu, seeing the Sistine Chapel for the first time light on your back and contemplating the miracle of its creation, watching the monkey dance of the monkey King on a cliff and Bali with fire all around as the sunsets across the ocean, voting a tube 3 miles underground through a dark cave wondering if you’re ever gonna come out on the other side, jumping off of a Hotel roof 100 feet into the Caribbean sea, facing your fears and coming out exhilarated on the other side, having a man die in your arms on the Allen of roads and filling help us and fragile and understanding that every new day is a blessing and nothing is promised, visiting Bran Romania, and watching a storm above a castle rage mysteriously as the rest of the sky was clear and blue, these may not be my best memories, but they are the ones that come to mine right now. What are your five best memories?