What are you excited about?

What lies ahead? What are you anticipating? What are you most looking forward to?

Routine.  Stability.  A life that is approximately the same from day to day and week to week.  I know that sounds a little bizarre, but I've been like the wind for a little too long now.  I'm not precisely ready to take root and become a tree.  I haven't found my place to sink roots and grow, to build a family and a traditional life.  There is still too much movement to my life.  I'm okay with movement.  I'm 24 and still happy to be moving.  But I'd rather be a river than the wind.  A river has a set course, and boundaries.  It still moves and flows, and encounters many different things and experiences in its waters and on its shores, but it is not willy nilly.  It even gets a chance to slow down a bit and be calm (at least on the surface) during the cold winter that is a time for rest.  It also gets to change things through the steady passage of its waters, like the gentle erosion of sharp rocks to smooth stones.  I want a clear path for my journey: the journey of my days and of my years; I want the chance to both rest and move;  I want to be the slow steady change that I want to see in the world.  I want to be a river.