sometimes i think i should want to travel the world
and sleep on a camel's back
and crouch under crumbled walls as missiles whir over my head
and sometimes i think i should want to be a climber
and teeter on the edge of a great crevasse
and finally scale my favorite mountain, glacier peak
and sometimes i imagine i will be working with the poor in india
saving a young woman's life as her husband attempts to burn her with hot kitchen oil
and i will learn a million languages
and become a doctor
and become strong and fearless on the mountain
but all these wild dreams of mine
are shattered pretty quickly
when i realize that all i really want in life
is a lover to curl up with at home.