Remembering.

Yin Yang Art Bug. Love it. Balance.
As long as it's propped up on tires, anyway. 

For a bit the thought of reinvention has been on my mind; it was a bit of a "goal" before The Big One. It hit me, squarely, while buzzing about on a scooter on the backside of Cozumel that this is not a reinvention... but rather a reclamation. There is not a new me emerging, but rather a continuation with a focus on looking forward to enable motion instead of looking down and staying in place for safety; tending to some unfostered or neglected parts which were sacrificed as a cost for fitting in, squaring up, playing it safe.

Well... I'm not gonna do that anymore. So much.