What Happens Next?

I woke up in the third city in three days. That's not a complaint. It's actually invigorating. It's been a few years since I last wandered parts of America with Model Stranger.

In fact, three years ago today I was in Sioux Falls, South Dakota en route to...well, somewhere else.

I've missed the constant upheaval that life on the road brings. I'm most comfortable when I'm uncomfortable. I like words like "different" and "up" over "same" or "grounded". I'm at my best when I'm constantly bombarded by new challenges, when decisions need to be made, when all of my possible attention is demanded from many directions. I'm kind of a masochist in that way.

What I like the most is the idea of "new". Now, believe me when I say I have a deep respect for history. I'm well aware and interested in all the past event and experiences that lead up to "now". But I'm also acutely aware that time doesn't stop moving forward. So I'm in no position to hang too dearly on to what was. I can't impact what happened  but I can impact what happens.

And with that, it's time to go make something happen.