It will take me days to reach Fredericksburg from here in Henrico County, VA. I have no idea if I’ll be hosted between here and there. I will reach Ashland this evening, but do not know where I’ll lay my head at day’s end. Will I receive an invitation before I arrive? Will I walk into the police station, announce my project, and seek some form of assistance? Will I find some invisible spot behind a church to set up camp? I don’t know yet.
I don’t know quite how/where today will end, nor how the rest of this week’s days will end. What’s most important though is that I move forward with the full faith that whatever comes to pass through these coming days and nights– for better or worse– I’m ready to happily grow with the outcomes.
Interestingly, miles like these make for some of the most interesting writing!