Sometimes to realise exactly what you have got, you need to risk losing everything. I think it’s something to do with a small gamble called life? You should know me by know, I can be pretty esoteric and cryptic in my blog, and this is no exception.

I have coasted through life for far too long thinking so much was missing, when in reality I am an extremely lucky person. I have a rich life (if not lifestyle), with good friends and family is never a million miles away (which is even technically true of my sister living in Hong Kong).

I guess sometimes I forget there are those out there that don’t even have half of what I have. Thinking about it, brings me back down to earth, by rights it ought to humble me, but it doesn’t in all honestly - all people live in there place for what ever reason, but at the end of the day we all still have a choice, even someone with nothing more than a shoebox and an odd pair of socks still has a choice.

Throughout history I would believe that choice has been the biggest spark for revolution all over the world, we could have chosen not to use electric bulbs and stayed with candles, or countries could have chosen not to invade here or there, or people in democratic nations (this excludes “England” of course - not having it’s own parliament?!) could have chosen to vote differently.

I’d like to live to see the day when “money” doesn’t matter to the world any more. I’d like to live to see a world where every man, woman and child excerices their own choice for the greatest good. Imagine what sort of world it would be then?

Unfortunatley the realist inside me would say a pretty much fictitious one.

But I can dream can’t I? Well….it’s my choice to dream anyways!