20+ years has found me...

Feeling like the world is at my fingertips but not exactly sure which finger. Seeing myself as flexible and formless...able to navigate most professional environments, but not really sure which one is the one I should focus on. Becoming more and more comfortable everyday about the prospect of being solo for a long while yet realizing that success has its personal and relational drawbacks and I often wonder its worth. 20 years has found me wondering what it profits me to gain the world but lose my soul.

*(sidebar: this wasn't a depressing day or anything, but one of those days when you realize the things you stress and trip out about aren't the things that matter most.)