One of the things about this world that seems to become more apparent as I get older is that few things are black and white. The future is uncertain, no matter how much planning one does, and hard work cannot necessarily promise a given outcome. There are ways of living, chosen ways of living, and whether they are right or wrong is simply a preference of the one who lives them. Where is the jury awarding points? We can strive towards goals, work towards ambitions, but what are the terms of the compass we follow?
Sometimes it feels like swimming in a pool of no up or down. But today I received something in the mail that I had ordered a few days ago: a martial arts target. After two years of kicking into the air, I may have something towards which to aim. And that has a comforting feeling.
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