I’m spinning from one thing to the next. I’m wondering how to keep track of everything. I remember how this used to feel. It was constant when I was 14, 20, 24. Then I consciously worked to stop it. I smoothed out a linear path in front of me and I plodded along it. Recently, though, the opportunities have been so obvious and so numerous that I’ve got a foot on this path and another on this one and yet another over there. I have a lot of feet. I walk a lot of paths. I’m lucky. I’m scared.
Casey Carey-Brown's 100 word blog post challenge. I came in at 99 words. Go me! Also, from decision to posting was less than 10 minutes. Hurray!