brettastrophe
I hitched up the trailer and headed on down the road to somewhere, a place unknown. The trailer rattled a good deal but I knew it was secured tightly so we kept going. I stopped in to an old diner some 50 miles outside of Kansas.
Intersection of my life started not too long ago when I decided that I didn't want to be a corporate junky anymore and take on a role for myself. It was a crossroads where I was given choices and took the one that I felt best qualified me to live out the life I had in mind. Even though I'm not entirely sure what that is.