I Understand the Future

Oh, geeze. What can I even say about this past month?

I'm back at Target. Lots of things influenced my decision to return. Lots of things. It was a difficult and humbling experience. But I love being back. I didn't realize how much of a family I'd made there. More on that later.

James and I are looking to rent a house. He wants to live in KCK because he wants Google Fiber. I want a house because I want to have people over and not worry about being noisy at 1am. I want to have a firebowl in my back yard when it's nice. I want to play the guitar and the djimbe at midnight. I want a garden.

My roommate is obsessed with Some Nights. It's a veritable flashback almost every night in this apartment. But I've given up on going out to Westport. My last late night adventure was 3 weeks ago and that will be the last for a very, very long while.

I feel like I've grown up more in the past 4 weeks than the past 10 years.

I'm not afraid to be home by myself anymore.

I know what I want now.

I have a purpose and a plan.

I have direction.





I understand.

There are no accidents.



What a powerful phrase.