There’s a lot to be grateful for,
There’s a lot to realize.
There are things I’m a bit silly about – or stubborn.
If the new adventure feels like ramming my head against a brick wall, then perhaps it is not the right adventure to be on.
Patience taught me
(no, I’m being quite literal, the Reverend Doctor Patience Stoddard)
that it’s all right to say “Let’s try an experiement for six months and then re-assess”
and it is freakin’ all right to say, “This experiment taught us not to do that. Change of plan.”
The question is how much striving is the dream worth?
And can’t I look around at the previous fifty six years of striving, laziness, survival, dreaming,
and be ok and grateful?