Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears.--Albert Camus

The past few years have felt very much like the Camus quote. Like the Vonnegut quote about being as close to the edge without going over because you can see more interesting things out there. We certainly all chart our own roads and the ways that those seem alternately purposeful, predicted, and hand-cut swaths through territories outlying are often little more than an aesthetically pleasing puzzle we examine for meaning, finding it occasionally. Some days these sort of far-flung intellectual/emotional/physical rambles are exhausting, some days feel a little like liberation. I hope it all balances out in the end. xoxo-