A BROAD IN BLUE SKY

Not so long ago, I thought I finally had something to say. I was in Mongolia, sporting an unusual lifestyle and wearing far too many layers of clothing. I was 30 and just as unsure as I was at 23 about what direction I was heading in life. So I just kept making furious and internally debated decisions. It seemed that each excitement was compounded by an equally frightening sadness, gaining while losing, consistent ‘half a dozen of the other' scenarios. And it doesn't seem to stop. Again I find myself choosing between seemingly incongruent qualities of life... I was living in Fiji off and on for the last year, still trying to make sense of the world and myself. I may have drifted a bit farther, a suitable metaphor for living in the middle of an ocean. But I was also lucky to come and go as I pleased with work and shared my time with someone infinitely challenging and lovely. I developed a love for snorkeling in quiet places, endeavored to learn how to swim the freestyle and..