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A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step – Laozi

I had intended to talk about the difficulty of taking the first step, the fear of the journey, and not ending up in the place where you though you were going.  This was to be about how hard picking a name was and setting up the template and color scheme.  I had intended to talk about fear, and how fear effects our actions.  I even had the beginnings a cute anecdote about how all of Steve Spielberg’s movies, at their core, are about fear.

But like Laozi I was focused in the journey.  I was thinking of this as a story with a beginning, middle, and end.  Just like the five paragraph papers I used to write in school.  You know; tell them what your going to tell them, have three supporting arguments (the strongest last, the weakest in the middle), and then a final paragraph where you tell them what you told them.  Simple. Neat. Efficient.  Utterly boring.

I realized the real reason I want to write a blog.  It isn’t about my journey or its eventual end.  It’s about the minutia and detail that provide the setting of the story of the journey.  I want to focus on the ultimately unimportant details of the instantaneous moments that give the story of the journey depth and texture. 

One step and already I don’t know where I’m going, but it doesn’t really matter as long as I enjoy the scenery.