For no other reason than a bone-deep feeling, I believe that my 28th year will be the last one that I am here—
Not alive (that’s morbid).
But fully present in this city, maybe.
More than that, by myself here.
I think, in a year, there will always be two, more times than there are one.
And that I will be completely ready for that commitment.
I believe I will owe that readiness, in large part, to this project.
To this year of Build-ing.
Because each week, these VOWs take me somewhere new.
They’ve become cities I’ve traveled to and explored without a map.
Alleys and cafes I fell in love with, not because they were wholly unseen,
but because they were ordinary things that made me feel feelings that,
in that moment, I hadn’t felt yet.
I think #VOWtake was an earthquake. An aftershock. And the rubble.
And ruin, as Elizabeth said, is the road to transformation.
This past week, I took:
In more calories in bread and cheese and wine than I should have.
More nights for what they were.
More chances than were smart.
And I regret nothing.
So this week, I’m primed to
Steph’s TAKE mantra: Nothing in this world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not: nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not: unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not: the word is full of uneducated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. (Calvin Coolidge)
Steph’s Song of the Week: TESTIFY by NEEDTOBREATHE
& Don’t Miss Lin’s #VOWtake post (coming soon…after she returns from the beach…not that I am jealous or anything).