Measuring success...

I just fund this morning that is not hope…You know...it occurs to me that one of the challenges in living an unconventional life is that there is no measure of success. Not that it's really helpful to compare or measure success based on external criteria, anyway...but, still. This afternoon, I found myself articulating something with someone, and I had to really step back from it and think hard about it before realizing...holy fucking shit...I've created something wonderful in my life that is perfect for me right now in this moment. And even if it might seem fucked up by conventional standards, I know for myself it is not.
That's a pretty amazing realization...that I can just stand back and enjoy what I've created.