by Barbara Kennedy
Here you are--where? Where are you? Another day older and deeper in debt? At the age when you’re supposed to have it all--all the achievements, the promotions, applause, all the toys, and all the answers. So what’s the deal? Why are you asking yourself, is this all there is? Is this it? This? This is it?
You worked hard all of these years to actually become the brilliant children of the WWII Generation, the ones who wanted you to have it all, to have more than they did. And now here you are. With more. Or less? You have a life more complex than calculus, and three garages full of more stuff than your parents ever dreamed of accumulating, like a truck or a motorcycle or a racing bike, a Winnebago, a John Deere lawn mower that does wheelies, in-line skates, a golf cart, a boat on a trailer, or a fast car—no doubt you have something big with wheels. Or, something even bigger with propellers, and god forbid, sails. You have a big-screen TV, a VCR, a DVD, TiVo and all the accoutrements such as cables, dishes, channels, and surround sound--wires, buttons, switches, and remote controls surround you.
You have more education, more opportunities, more creature comforts, and more disposable income. You may or may not dance, but you have all the right moves, plus some cash in your wallet. You know something about wine, something about perfume, and something about flowers, lingerie, baubles and other things that women find appealing…
Still you want, you want. Is it more, is it less, or is it something else? What exactly is it that you want now?
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