Moving on, going in circles - where am I now, and where do I want to be?

Time to point, to pivot, to put tent pegs down?

Or, to pull them up?

Facing reality isn’t usually a thunderclap—it’s more like realizing your socks are wet: uncomfortable, undeniable, and somehow your own fault. We look around—at our jobs, relationships, waistlines, hometowns, hairlines—and think: Really? This?

Nobody really put us anywhere, do they?

Sure, …