I think a lot. I dream a lot. I have a lot of ideas. I write a lot.

I’m hopeful and optimistic that something positive will come of it.

Some of these things will stay top of mind.

Others will get buried deep in my notes.

Not everything will come to fruition.

But something good will come of it.

It won’t happen overnight.

The right things will last.

The wrong things will fade.

One day I’ll tie it all together.

One day it all will make complete sense.