There’s a certain sense of optimism I can’t help but feel. It defies all logic, when life is in shambles one normally doesn’t feel especially stoked on the future. But I do. Last weekend we spent a chunk of time getting blanked chasing a certain goal. This inspired us to make a big move, explore some places new to us and break out of our comfort zones. Lo and behold it worked. Mojo changed and all was unbelievably right. I feel like that trip was an appropriate metaphor for life. All I can do is chase my goals and dreams and realize, its life, stuff happens. Instead of getting down or sticking myself in a position to fail, I can recollect and put myself in a better position to succeed wherever I choose to go. Now which direction remains to be seen but I know somewhere out there the next adventures, successes, and failures await and I can’t wait to meet them.
