A voice says it’s too late, you’re too far in, people would talk. Meanwhile something in you keeps pointing at a fresh page.
“What would you have me know about the fresh start I keep telling myself I’m too old for?”
Some additional insights around this question:
- What would you begin if ‘too late’ weren’t a rule?
- Whose voice says it’s too late — is it even yours?
- What’s the smallest beginning you could make this month?
