I’ve been quieter in this space than I intended.
The last few years brought more life-altering moments than I knew how to hold all at once. Somewhere along the way, uncertainty settled in, and I compromised—on goals, on direction, on the trajectory I once imagined for my life..

I’m good at ideas. I talk a lot. I dream big. Some of those dreams were never unrealistic. But compromise felt easier than risk. Safer than failure.

Here’s the truth, though—I’m not happy. I’m unsettled.
So I’m choosing movement over stagnation. That might look like trying a few new things, or maybe finally finishing some of the things I started and set aside. As my PawPaw used to say, “shit or get off the pot” (apologies if that offends—but it fits).

This space—and the others I share—may change.
Less writing, more writing, more speaking.
Less complacency, more follow-through. Who knows? I’m still figuring that out.

And if I fail? At least I tried.
Life is too short. I’ve learned that the hard way.
All I can promise is this: I’ll do the best I can, honestly and fully.

I’ll close with a line from Try—a song written by a woman named Mandy Harvey who lost her hearing but refused to give up her voice. It captures exactly where I am right now:

“I don’t live the way I want to
That whole picture never came into view
And I’m tired of getting used to the day.”
“I don’t feel the way I used to
The sky is grey much more than it is blue
But I know one day I’ll get through
And I’ll take my place again.”

“So I will try – I will Try”

~Every now and then I’m reminded that these posts are simply my thoughts spoken out loud. Thanks for being here to hear them~

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