I am a Romantic. I have firmly bought into the 19th Century myth of Romanticism. Life for me is a sweet spice of experiences that I have attempted to savour.
My aim in life is to taste as wide a range of experiences as possible, to fill every minute to the full.
I want to fit in as much novel experience, beauty, wonder and difference as I can manage. I do not want to waste a single second.
The universe is fantastic. Life is incredible. Nature is beautiful. The planet is immense. Human cultures are varied and full of nuance. I want to taste the food, see the art, read the poetry, read the stories, see the colours, the architecture and beauty. I want to bathe in the philosophies.
I want to do and experience everything I can and seek pleasure and fulfilment in all aspects of delights.
I want to create and live in harmony with nature.
I am aware that all this is a pointless vision of no substance but it will do for me. It is a vision created by the romantics – but I like it. I aim to fill the moments with love and pleasure, experience and delight and live in those moments.
That seems worthwhile to me.