The Next Step has always come to me. Even if I ignore it It whispers in soft voice never leaving my side even though I fight it. Some steps are easy to take some steps require all of my effort and even then I may fall short. First it was quit my job. Then it was give up my TV. Now it is sell my house. Each step has been better than the last though this Next Step is proving the most challenging yet. After all, it has been 10 years in this place. I know it well; the sights, the sounds, the people, the neighborhood. It is my 'creature comfort'. But as an animal grows used to its cage so I have grown used to mine and have used comfort as an excuse to stop my growth. I think I moved to the suburbs much too young. The beckoning now calls to me from unrealized fruitions of times past and market dynamics. It might not be the sexiest of reasons but it is the perfect storm. What is a...
Poetry, Photos, and Stuff by Matt Ramey