For all my adult life, I've heard the call of the golden cage.
Each day I faced the same choice; live the golden life or step into the
golden cage.
The golden cage has many benefits, but the hidden liabilities are even
greater. The only way to buy the golden cage is with the currency of my
youth, and even that payment isn't enough. To live inside the golden cage,
I must mortgage my health as well.
I tell myself that someday I'll escape the golden cage, and I'm right. I'll
either hobble out in my "golden years" or they'll carry me out when my life
is done.
But the golden cage is not for me. The siren call that beckons me onward is
the sound of my dreams. Don't look for me in a golden cage, because I won't
be there.
The world is my home, and wherever my dreams take me, that's where I'll be.
