Most days I feel like this image … it is my favorite self portrait for that very reason.
Am I waving to the person looking in on me? I don’t know.
Am I struggling to break out of my wooden surroundings? I don’t know.
Am I about to be transported into the center of the universe? I don’t know.
And that’s the truth of this image and life… I don’t know.
So much of life is lived under the illusion of control — under the mistaken impression of being able to be understood. But even in the moment, the moment is not always understandable.
As I face down 50 years of walking around on this planet … with three mostly finished college degrees, a genius level IQ and 20 years of entrepreneurship under my belt, you’d think I’d know something.
But here is what I have all that has taught me: I don’t know.
And so another chapter of my life begins. I wonder when I reach the end of my days, what will I know? Let the journey begin …