You know how some people say “oh! I don’t know where the time went!” and you roll your eyes and think “sure. sure.” Well, I don’t know where the time went. This past fall was full of travel, shoulder recovery, crazy busy times at work, the holidays, more travel, hours spent with my physical therapists, basically, it went fast. And lo and behold, it’s 2017.
But what I’ve come to realize is that’s not enough. It’s not enough to turn your phone or computer or iPad or television off for a few hours.
Much of the time, life gets in the way of what we truly want to be doing. It’s an unfortunate circumstance, but I’m pretty sure you all can relate.
I can hardly believe I’ve been living in San Francisco for four years.
If I had a nickel for every time I heard someone say, “There’s not enough time in the day!” I would be, well, filthy rich.
2012, was a year of movement. It was a year of exploration and realization. Last year was a year of pushing boundaries, testing limits, trying and failing and flailing and resurfacing stronger than before.
