We've only recently passed the halfway mark on this year, but already I'm realizing something about 2016, with a clarity that typically dawns only on New Year's. When you go looking for something, you most certainly find it. I went into this year with a determination unlike any I've ever known before. Regardless of what form determination takes...ambition, or curiosity...it works. I felt lost, so I looked for guidance, and I found it. I found Fitzgerald, while lost in Long Island.
Maybe momentum, or maybe my own determination to illuminate more such mysteries in my surroundings has since set off a trend of stumbling on lessons and mentors in disguise. All this to remind me that if there's something you want, you have only to search for it.
I suspect this all sounds very cryptic, but sleep is pressing on my eyes, and this realization presents itself at the periphery of my consciousness. I am filled with understanding which I am not in a position to articulate, but despite its hazy half-formed nature, I have no doubt that it's true. It makes sense, without my making sense.
And on that note, I wish you good night (or good day, for that matter).