Impending Tornado

Sometimes life feels like it's a stroll down a beautiful, secluded mountain trail. It's mysterious but not dangerous, solitary but not cloistered, brisk but not too difficult. Other times life is that same secluded mountain trail, but its path is full of sharp, scattered rocks, roots, downed trees, rabid animals and an impending tornado.

Just an observation.

There's a whole lot to say and no words to truly say it. I'm suddenly in a place where I've put people before but never quite been myself. So that's new and fun. And if by fun I mean impending tornado fun then yes, totally fun. The biggest thing I think I've learned this summer is just how not in control I am, and how that's a good thing because when I am in control shit just sorta flies pell mell. Things have changed very quickly this summer both for the better and for the worse (or at least appearing that way initially) like there hasn't been any middle ground. No gradual shifts; it's like a 16-year old learning to drive standard. Mostly I've been the overly chatty back seat driver through all of it. Much of it seems to be coming to an end, a head, or a crossroads, and you just can't imagine how much I love all three of those all at once with little idea as to the what next in any way. I don't mean to sound as if I'm complaining, I'm just tired and a little mopey. But the more I live the more I have to cling to the belief that things have a way of working out and it's not by my hand. That's not to sound fatalistic it's to sound relieved. Slowly I'm learning peace no matter the circumstance. Thank God for that.

And thank God that Brad Pitt's doppelganger lives in Asheville and asked for my number.

Seriously.

He's on my quizzo team next monday. Bringin' the camera.