I made a lot of promises about blogging more in the New Year, and now it seems I’ve fallen into a slump.
I’m not sure you noticed and maybe I’m making this all the more awkward by confessing.
But confessing is the way I deal with the (mostly needless) guilt I carry.
Last weekend in Wisconsin, I walked up a hill past the place where I had my first real job. I thought about the direction I expected my life to take when I arrived there five years ago. I thought about the unexpected places it has gone instead. I cried from some mixture of pain and relief.
I wondered where I’ll go next.
Enjoy the walk with all the paths to choose. Nothing better than to surprise yourself and find your talents that may not have had the chance to shine but can because
you travel unknown roads. Keep it up.