I’d like to have it tied to the trunk as something I happen to gaze at in my rear view mirror while I extend the middle finger as desired.
Coughing up lungs, slaying dragons, riding the jellies and crashing into trees
On being hit by a semi truck
Embracing my inner space cowboy
Vulnerability & the act of putting oneself “out there.”
This is what I am doing now. I’m committing to the unknown and preparing for the onslaught of challenges in “becoming.”