A (very) short story….

Sometimes you ‘jump the gun’. Sometimes the destination is in mind way before the journey has even begun. You make promises. You make goals. You see the vision, you’re going to get there.

But then… life. It stops your journey right before it even really starts and now you’re stuck watching the path to your promises and goals drift away.

You start to get buried by the weight of the failure. Crushing you, keeping you down and pushing you farther and farther away from the journey you promised you would wander, the destination you just knew you would reach.

But, it’s not too late.

I would like to start over.

Will you join me?