As you may know, or at least have discovered by watching a mainstream news network, I am in Europe starting an international incident the likes of which haven’t been seen in several decades. Okay, that’s a bit hyperbolic – but some exaggeration is necessary, and in large doses. In simple terms, I’ve been doing my best to follow a recipe for success line by line, finding that while it bakes, it smells pretty awful. Somewhere along the years I lost track of what success meant to me. Instead I replaced it with definitions found in business development and self-help books. And from this, I realized I can’t tell you what success means to me, not what it means in my life, anyways. So I set off on this adventure in part to see my family, but also to take the opportunity to get outside of my routine – and ultimately to understand myself.
Thoreau once wrote, “Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.”
I think it’s time I get lost for a while. I hope that when I finally do I will understand myself a bit better – and may finally feel free of the anchor I’ve been dragging.
To keep with the tradition of MNIM. Every entry is steeped in thought and rumination. Nothing is written lightly, and I won’t be holding back – or censoring – anything I put to pen, or to the keyboard in this instance. It would be disingenuous of me, and not conducive to my self-discovery and healing; to write lies or half-truths. So consider this the only warning you can expect. This is the beginning of the rabbit hole, only you aren’t going to Wonderland. Think Being John Malkovich , sans me actually being John Malkovich.
And always, be kind. People are more fragile than they lead on.