here we go

not sure where or how to begin, like coming upon a marathoner midrace and asking them what step they are on. an obscure allusion but yes - i'm somewhere around 83 million in my brief 28 years. trying to do good without really thinking that there is one which i could do is kind of the tricky balance between cynical nilism and wistful hope; frederich von kierkagaard. and so a recumbant year to ponder the direction of my halflife. where and how did i get here and where and how shall i continue - essential existential. with partner and child in tow, trimming the sail for speed is not as optimal as efficiency of movement. a quiet voice, an unharbored anchor, laughter, and discretion the tenants my wisdom so dictate.