“Once every so often—at the very most—I think someone actually chooses something.
Otherwise we’re following something—we don’t even know what it is but we follow it,”

― Elizabeth Strout, Oh William!

I sit as the day fades, watching the light change on the lake below us. Dinner is over, the kitchen clean and the leftovers tucked into the fridge. Soon I will head inside and watch some TV with him. The dog will curl up between us, knowing the day is coming to an end and he can now relax.

This is the time of day when I often feel like I should be doing something more productive with my life. I pause and remind myself of all that I accomplished today, a bit sad that three loads of laundry and digging the last of the potatoes for dinner tonight became the highlights. I am gentle with myself however, as I am learning that the path I follow, at this point in my life, can be up to me. All I have to do is choose it.

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