I have been dancing with the ideas circulating in my head. Once upon a time I had a map, goals waiting on me to conquer them one by one. I was adventurous. I was alive. I was fearless. I don’t remember when but I folded that map and tucked it away. I know I had the best of intentions of picking it up again one day. It’s just taken me longer than I thought it would to get back to it. I have no regrets. Clocks tick at different rhythms for every one.