I don’t have some sort of magical next step planned. No big move up the career ladder, no major moves hidden up my sleeve. And why isn’t that enough? I’m right where I want to be right now. I’m comfortable. I’m content. And after the last few years I’ve had dealing with the loss of someone so close to me, some comfort is much needed. I want to do things that make me feel alive again. I want to write. I want to create music. I want to read books. I want to enjoy nature. I want to spend time with those closest to me because I know firsthand how quickly they can be taken away. I’m not in a rush to figure out my next move because then I’ll be missing the one I’m in right now. That is my biggest goal. To live each day as if it is my last, to soak in as many beautiful moments as possible, and to make people feel good along the way. And however God feels the need to use me to make that possible, I will do. Right now He’s telling me to pause, to soak it in, and to be still. Because that’s the tricky part; I’m not very good at being still. I’m always looking for the next big thing, and not as good at appreciating what’s right in front of me. So no, I don’t have any sort of big next move planned even though many around me do. And instead of stressing over comparisons, I choose to follow my own path. I choose to live my life in a way that energizes instead of exhausts. A life I’m not always trying to find ways to escape from. A life I’m actually excited to live, instead of one driven by the fear of being different.