two oh one one.

To face unafraid,
the plans that we've made.
walking in wonky wonderland.

this is my mantra for the new year.

I've recently been reminded of a discussion that took place while I was in nursing school, talking about childhood development and culture.

Prof:  "So for example, what were your expectations for your life when you were a young child?"

Us: "I'm gonna play in the NBA!"

Prof: "and then in high school?"

Us: "Maybe I'll get to play in college..."

Prof: ...."and then in adulthood?"

Us: "My knee hurts."

At the time, I just laughed at the wittiness of my friend Jen with the knee line.  Now, I just think it's real sad how our dreams seem to get smaller with age.  If anything, the opposite should be true.  With age, we allegedly gain wisdom, experience, and resources.  Apparently, we just lose the follow through.

Be inspired with me, my friends.  Face unafraid.  Cowabunga, dudes!