Freedom to Fail
I do what I need to do. To put it simply, when I get up in the morning, I head to the beach and I feel each morning is starting with a mystery. You must trust me when I tell you that sunrises are as different as snow flakes. No two are alike. This morning there was a storm out on the horizon and then the sun sneaks up on the side of the storm that never seem to make it onto shore. Two mornings ago it was a firing red clouds giving way to that lovely sun sneaking out from the horizon. So, I do what I need to do. I see the world, I must confess to a slightly evil grin when I see tourists reaching out to the beach with coffee in hand to watch this mystery unfold for them. That mystery I get to witness every morning, and like a truly spoiled adult I get to sit at home and through the window of my living room watch the sun set in the evening through a screen of palm trees. In between I do what I need to do. I do some work in these days of uncertainty for me. I actually ra