Promise

Do we get to a certain point where we realize we have to release the levy if we’re to live?

Maybe it’s understanding the habit of cautious filing of genuine interaction won’t get you anywhere.

You can’t hold back from life if this life is all that’s promised.

Always acting as if you’re prepping for the “real thing” but this is the real thing. If there had ever been a time to be brave. To be forthright— it’s now. It is always now.

Can’t 90-10 this life. Lay it out on the line. Because that’s where the stakes already are and always have been.

I doubt many would call me gun shy in my decisions. But I’ve always felt myself hold back. That’s I’ve always had more to give.

The only place I haven’t had been is coaching.

One of my goals for 2024 is to write without reservations. To give honest account and reflection to memories that I’d otherwise circle around or leave half-shadowed.

Funny that it’s been staying alone in the holiday season and finally reading a Murakami novel to reawaken an actual writing goal for myself. Or rather, to remember that the point of my own writing was about personal agency.