Sometimes I imagine climbing a very tall mountain and once I reach the top, climbing down the other side only to find yet another mountain. I feel I could walk and walk for days climbing every hill and roaming about aimlessly searching for that missing something to fill my soul. I would shed my current identity as a snake sheds its skin. Every person and experience from my past would become a faded memory. I would no longer assume the roles as wife, mother or daughter nor the responsibilities attached to them. I would be as free as an eagle taking flight, soaring with the wind over the top of the trees. I would revel in the solitude and the fact that I was no one. Just a being.