Routine

Ever feel like your life is a boring pop song? Everyone knows the words, and everyone is singing along?

Ever feel like no matter how long you mull it over, you never get any closer to getting what you want? You never actually make any progress?

I mean, these things around me. They're just... well... things. Stuff. Does any of it matter? Does this house matter? A house doesn't make a home. This isn't my home. Truth is, I don't have a home. Home is where the heart is, and I have no idea where my heart is. But I'm pretty sure it's not here.

I feel like I'm ready for another big gamble. Last one paid off in spectacular fashion. I don't know what this gamble is, but I really hope I land on my feet.


Luke