You cannot acquire experience by making experiments. You cannot create experience. You must undergo it.

~Albert Camus

I know I’m ready, I’ve been ready for a year now. I never had the means to actually go out and do so.

I think what makes it easier this time around is that there is no intense feelings. I am still in control over a lot of areas. I think that is what I need, the limits in place because limits give one a starting point. In time, limits can be broken because the experience of knowing that all is OK and achievable just by doing it.

It starts with small steps, then the stride grows bigger as confidence in the direction one takes grows. It may be overgrown and covered by trees at times but hard work and determination will see the underbrush cleared, leaving a clear ad enjoyable path to follow. Some days there may even be a hand to hold to help me over the more difficult terrain.

In either case, the journey that was interupted has been resumed. Rabbit holes be damned.

~The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

~Robert Frost