The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure.-Thornton Wilder
The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.
Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
The other day I discovered an old wooden house in town, tucked away in a back lot that sold nothing but used paperback books. Yesterday I explored.
The place went for on and on inside. This is just one alcove.