It’s Time I Started to Move On.
And in exactly one week today, I can. Both literally and metaphorically.
Mistakes have been made, things have fallen apart, standards have dropped and battles have been fought, some won, some lost.
But, the funny thing is, those mistakes are only temporary, not permanent. If Humpty Dumpty could be put back together, so can those things that fell apart.
There’s a bar out there just begging to be raised. It will be.
And as for those battles? That’s the thing about them. You can win some, and you can lose some. But battles lost does not mean that someone else has won the war. Just one fight.
Come May 25th, I’m going to be on my own for exactly thirteen weeks. Those thirteen weeks can be used for going down the same path I have been falling down, or they can be used for picking myself up, dusting myself off and getting on with my life.
I’m too afraid to lose what I have now to let it all happen again. So it won’t.
Hello, Summer 2012. It’s me, Michael. I’ve been waiting for you for a reallylong time.
