@Who's Saying This

I project that one year from now I will be sitting in a chair, in my office, looking out the window and just staring off into the majestic view that surrounds me. If I squint I swear I can see the beads of water as they drip from the orangish-yellow leaves as they float glowingly in the mornings slight breeze. A mix of seasons I would guess if pressed. I can tell you that the way that the sun reflects off of the water is mirror like. As I sit there, I know that if I were to open a window, close my eyes, and use my ears to paint a picture based off of the sounds as subtle as they may be from near or afar, I could paint a picture of a world at peace.  I project that multiple goals that I have for this year will have been achieved or nearly achieved. I project that there will be trying days and nights that will lead to triumphant nights and days. No road easy, no path ahead clear. Prepared to recognize and operate accordingly in the realm of opportunity, relying at times if I must on