crossroads

"My restless, roaming spirit would not allow me to remain at home very long." -Buffalo Bill

Not to get too philosophical, but I was born and raised at a crossroads. Literally at an intersection. This intersection.

Everyday I went out the front door and headed down a road. It was a constant invitation to go somewhere...to see or do something new.

Not a day goes by that I don't sense that intersection and know that what I do with that day shapes my options for the next.

This blog, and the year (and lifetime) it chronicles is my attempt to connect readers with those choices so we at least acknowledge that everyday we decide. I won't be dramatic...most of this is everyday stuff...but in the 40th year of my life I am going to open up for the first time and share my journey to connect the dots and challenge myself and my character in big and small ways.

Thanks for joining me!