To celebrate the opening of my show, I took a day off and went on a little road trip to Santa Cruz. Santa Cruz was nice – and warm (if you’ve ever experienced San Francisco in June, you’ll know why this is such a big deal) – but the drive back along Hwy 1 was even better. Sure, the cars moved slowly and the drive took an extra hour. But the scenery was spectacular.
Taking the long way home seems to be a metaphor for my life. There is no quick and easy path for me. Sometimes that frustrates me – I want to be where I want to be already – but other times I am incredibly grateful for the meaningful diversions I’ve taken along the way.