Ideals

Life falls so short of my ideals, in so many ways, that its a wonder I am not depressed most of the time. As a coping mechanism I have learnt to distance my emotional-self from my ideals, or at least from the the manifestations of life’s non-conformance to them. But I do know that this bridge needs to be crossed at some stage so I can take the next step on the journey. Yes, the journey.