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