So this week, I’m in L.A. I’ll be here until April, though the cat is back here for good, and that return trip to me looks like the edge of a cliff, the edge of the world, which I can’t see beyond. But for now, I’m good. And although my cat seems angry at me, he’ll be fine too. Better than he would be in France.
What I wanted to write about today is goals and steps towards goals. It’s something I need to work on, I’m not very good at. I have pretty vague goals, or maybe even specific goals (like work with Joss Whedon) but no clue about the steps one takes to reach the goals. So I end up kind of running around doing whatever I can think of. I still don’t know how to walk in a straight line towards a goal. But last Saturday was kind of a lesson in goals.