A couple of months ago I was working on a series of letters to those who were struggling with different issues and perhaps feeling lost.
Looks like I kind of got lost in the middle of it all.
Not sure it’s safe to say that I’ve been found, but I can definitely say that I’m actively looking.
You know, constant vigilance.
So, I’ll give it a whirl at taking my own advice:
Got a little too big for your britches, didn’t you? Cocky confidence about being able to be “normal” came back and bit you right in the back side of your trousers didn’t it.
I still love you.
And believe in you.
I know, it’s just so enticing to feel that emotion of clarity, strength, soaring – actually just BEING alive.
In other words, our good old friend Mr. Mania.