i am not sure where i am now. where i am headed. where i should be headed.
when everyone else around you assume unabated and self-acclaimed expertise and control over your work is the time that patience should learn to succumb to a calculated rebellion. for i am a non-expert to what i do, but an expert on matters that i could not do. and everyone else an expert on everything through the art of google search. where should that lead me?
then there's joyce maynard whispering to me... overweening personal ambition is no virtue; but while i had it, i could have danced on a bed of nails. and again, i am all crooked through.