I think there's something to be said for getting lost, finding yourself again, not knowing exactly what direction to go, what path to take or where it will lead you. I love to travel around and explore, and every time I do I find something remarkable, new and different. I meet myself again on a trail somewhere. By babbling creek, climbing up rocks, jumping down hills tromping through the snow, crushing leaves under my feet, sliding down somewhere, jumping into the ocean, swimming with tropical fish, riding on a boat, skiing down a hill, climbing a tree. It's always new and different each and every time. Even though I've done it before. There's always a new perspective and something to be gained from every experience. And every chance we take, we learn something about ourselves out in the open, out in the wilderness, without much to guide us other than our own intuition, our own thoughts and feelings, our own desire for curiosity and knowing there is something else, something new. That's what I hope by 2022 will look like. Something different than there's ever been before. I've already set my course and done the hard work in 2020 and 2021, to really push myself and push through some hard obstacles and overcome things I never thought I could do. But I feel like I finally have found a way to channel a lot of that inner knowing into something greater. And do more than I ever thought possible. I'm totally ready for the next chapter. And I can't wait for you to join me.