Am I asking the right questions?
Being back in this space, even for a few days, throws me back into the endless circle of Where do I go from here? I worry that I'm not good enough at taking chances, not interested enough in any paid task to do it all of the time, regularly, in my designated chair. Not bold enough make new highways permanent.
Am I telling the right stories, or the "right" stories? Is my mind capable of one story to lead them all and in the darkness bind them, or will they always be a little softer, more of a hum than a shout? Will there always be a hitch?