More analogies

Stepping out onto the street in our neighborhood is much like jumping off a branch into the center of a rushing river, whitewater and all. You'll only survive if you give yourself over to the current and move only so slightly as to keep your head above the surface.

More on the "big change" thought from yesterday: maybe it's just what I needed to get moving in the right direction. This throws my whole life, not just my job, into a giant mixer and sloshes it all around. Who knows what'll come out when it's done spinning?