
Six months later I am finding that my understanding of the title of this blog, and of my life, is taking on a whole new meaning. I no longer feel like I am floating in a schism of time. I no longer feel like I am "waiting" (for what I never really knew...). I have set goals this summer that are pushing me to work hard. They are pushing me to be dedicated and strict. They are pushing me to be better. They are pushing me to be determined.
Saturday will mark my first personal milestone in this climb of determination. Dolce and I are riding in the MS150 bike tour. It will be me, myself, and Dolce riding 75 miles. I've never done anything like this before. I feel nervous, but not anxious. It's the same feeling that I get the night before Christmas. Butterflies in my stomach, but anticipation to see if I can really conquer this feat.
Come Saturday, when I cross that finish line, it may be time to remove the elipses from the title of this blog. I am still wandering, but I'm not lost by any means. To be determined. Period.
Has a great ring to it.