There are big beautiful things a foot right now. Soon I will let the details escape from my secret sack. Until that moment when the star is in my hand, I will clinch the sack tightly closed.

Opportunity draws me in, like a moth to a flame. Each chapter, adventure, and page carries a promise of a brighter future.

For a while, I have let fear and intimidation rule my chance at opportunity. I strayed from it, happily going on my course. Yet, I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted something more. Only one thing stood between me and my something more. A little thing called intimidation. An that intimidation stands at about 5′ 7″ inches tall.

That 5′ 7″ something and I met last June. Was it fate who knows. Our friendship had run its course, got tossed off a cliff by a hippo, and then quietly awkwardly ended. Ended into an awkward abyss. Of me darting out of restaurants, bars, Target and what have you, out of fear. Fear of awkwardness, of owing an explanation, and quite frankly I didn’t want the drama. So I chose to dart, dive, and run. yes, I know that doesn’t seem like a ninja thing to do, but Ninjas, they are good at running.

So it seems the hands of fate are once again at work. I realize now, that I won’t be able to dodge, duck, and dart. That would look awkward and unprofessional. So I am silently keeping my fingers crossed that it will go without incident and that professionalism will rule. An no one, not even a tiny paralegal will get smooshed.