March 12th, 2023
“The perilous time for the most … is not youth, the perilous season is middle age, when a false wisdom tempts them to doubt the divine origin of the dreams of their youth.” -Elizabeth Peabody I am at a contemplative point in my life. I have been alive long enough, there’s a lot to look back on. I’ve done a lot of things right and many more wrong. I have great stories. I’ve had amazing luck and tough breaks. I’ve had come ups and set backs. I am loved by amazing people and I love and admire them too. I am grateful. Chasing dreams is risky business. Unstable, chaotic, and amazing all at once. I am all in on living the life I dreamed about when I wasn’t paying attention in class. Just a storyteller. A performer. I just want to be the channel of imagination for people the way storytellers and performers did for me. Wish me luck. To sum up where my mind is at read this article while listening to the song. Not a bad headspace to start of this next trip around the sun.