And there it went.
Ana and I went to Ojai for a small vacation.
I saw a hawk up in the sky, and the energy of it swiftness, mixed with grace gave me hope. It was like a battery recharge.
I spent 7 weeks cleaning up my house in New York after my father passed away.
Each day was a building block in one way, and a wrecking ball in the other. I destroyed so many old thoughts and feelings that I had been suppressing and that were holding me back.
There I was at age 27 realizing the value of life. How quick it could be pulled from you. The bottling of emotion does no good for anyone or anything.
So as I chase my dreams, I recall the boy with his childish laughter. Out on the streets playing pretend.
Imagining this world and the magic I would find in the trees.
I am still that boy.