about who I am, who I’ve been, who I want to be. Not always nice thoughts, but my life has been full of nothing if not opportunities for learning. How many times do you have to be taught the same lessons before you actually learn and retain them? When does the “eureka” moment occur? How many months? Years? Lifetimes? What sparks the change?
I’m in the middle of a forest fire, waiting for a flame to catch.