Monday, June 23, 2003

At my acme

If I'd been paying attention earlier, I would have seen it plain as day but I have been, to put it mildly, distracted lately. Fortunately, the universe decided to throw me a curve ball, and it really got me back in the game.

Actually, what the universe really did was drop an anvil on my head, and I spent an hour walking around the neighborhood, compressed Wile E. Coyote-like into an accordian fold, wheezing out the tinny tune that's going to change my life.

At the end of my walk, I hadn't figured out what I want to be when I grow up, but I had determined who I want to be. And it's going to be a lot sooner.