Success, to me, is a garden.  It is creation  it is love. I don't need society or her rules or expectations.  Success to me is a dream to pursue as opposed to one coming true. A crazy dreamer driven by the bounds of his own combine or a far away highway sign.  It is in words that I can be proud of and a kiss I would never take back.  

Somewhere along the way I will probably grow up and then I will die.  Until then I will just dream to create and love.  I will call that successful