As a kid, I remember going back to school after summer vacation and completely forgetting how to use my pencil. That's what this feels like. What am I doing here again? Please bear with me while I figure it out.
I watched a really good video the other day...Ira Glass on storytelling. Have you seen it? It's a great message of the fail fast, fail often variety. It's the kind of stuff that keeps me going, especially right here, right now. I'm here to fail and it's refreshing to admit that. Onward through the gap!
I'm sad to see summer come to an end, because with it goes the garage sales. Last Friday I sat in someone's garage on their old, unsold furniture and chatted for, what felt like, hours. I fell in love with their dog "Beefy". When I left, they walked me to the curb, both of us saying how nice it was to meet each other.
I exchanged my phone number with three other people, at different times, after discussing stuff like autism, farming, and Polaroid cameras. I found some really good deals, but at the end of the day I was high on the people. It filled me up and made me brave. Thanks people!
I went to visit the house I feel I'm meant to live in, but it's a far, far reaching thing. For now I'm just going to work on taking one awkward baby step after the other.