Many of us have our lives planned out — sketched into a mental map of our future, with all its goals and ambitions.
Path and plan are our translation of the future and all it may be.
It’s an odyssey — journeying through college, sailing along with the voyage of life.
It feels as if you are at the helm, captain of the ship, free of strife.
But often the mantle is dismantled — washing away all notion of direction.
New opportunities appear on the horizon; storms ruffle once quiet waters and rocks bar the way, forcing reflection.
No journey ever existed without the journey itself. That mental map of ours isn’t teleportation, but initiation...