You're in a public area waiting on line at a bank, riding the subway or hell sitting at a doctor's office looking to be seen, when a bright light from a neighboring cell phone grabs your attention. Your eyes wander to the kaleidoscope of images and why not? The light is sooooo inviting. A flip book of images ranging from cute to inappropriate photos scroll across the screen.  As you take a peak, a striped orange candy is matched and the row bursts into confetti. Poetry of anger and joy fill thought bubbles on the screen. You lock your eyes with the carrier who shares an expression of "What are you looking at". Your phone! I'm looking at your phone! Don't act all shy now. I already saw every family, weekend night out, xxx-rated photos on your phone. How did you miss the power up to swap with the striped purple candy? You could've won, what were you saving it for? If you didn't want me and every Patron that sits next to or hovers over you to see the contents of your phone, change the brightness on the screen or try some restraint. I mean, how important is it that you verbally assault the person on the other line after aggressively typing hate you texts? So no, I'm not sorry for being nosy, 'cause obviously, you wanted an audience or a witness to your action.  So suck it!

Like everyone, I have had thoughts on where I see myself and what I wanted for myself in the long term. These thoughts have not gone through fruition, but if it were I wonder if I would be happy. Probably not, but it makes me wonder what will make me happy?