My Next Great Adventure – III

Chapter 3 – To be or not to be

When Mackenzi is struggling with something, she speaks with an English accent. I’m not even entirely sure she knows she’s doing it.

She spoke as a native Brit throughout the entirety of quarantine.

I, on the other hand, quote Hamlet –

To be or not to be – that is the question.

That is always the question!

After moving off the island of denial – albeit on a raft that often takes on water – I began my search for a new home.

Houses are everywhere – homes are harder to find.

And just when I thought that I had it all figured out, I am tossed a curveball while waiting for a fast ball.

Pivot, adjust, regroup. This is what we were supposed to learn from the Pandemic. Wasn’t it?

It’s so damn hard to make a decision this big in 15 minutes. I don’t even pick nail color that fast…

But I did. I made a decision within 5. It felt like a home. It felt like humans had laughed over dinner, cried for lost ones, curled up with dogs in this home.

Not at all what I went in search of, but that’s how it happens sometimes…that which we don’t know we need, we need.

Again, Hamlet –

“Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief. “

Some decisions just need to be made…because you can’t begin until you can begin.

To be brief.