Southern Terminus

So it begins. Years of staring off into a distant day dream shatter as I snap into the reality that the dream is no longer distant. It is here beneath my feet.

Quandaries drift in and out of my thoughts:
* Can I do this?
* Am I capable of something of this magnitude?
* What if I fail?
* How will this change me?

Looking back there was a day that these drifting questions would have presented themselves as loud, negative statements in my mind.

And looking forward, the answers don’t matter. I’m here now. I am trying.

This is the dream ❤️Read more