Anxiety rips my stomach apart. Today is the day before I embark on my journey. A journey to embrace the authentic me, the good, bad, pretty, and ugly. The all of me. That is the inspiration. The prayer. Secondly, getting out of NYC and finding a home where I can settle for a long time. Going to the Holy Land and turning 45 has caused an old self to die. This authentic self is tender. Be kind to yourself, Chad.
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Chad A. Gurley
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