My life makes sense when you look at it in Leap Years. It’s more confusing to look at my life when you look at every year in between. It’s as if I’ve only ever hit the correct axis of time if you scrunched up the detailed map of my journey to get here—the day before the day that only exists every four years.
Many of my friends right now are also moving and changing jobs. There’s something in the air and everyone’s ready to move forward and make things happen.
The felt the harsh yellow light from the sun beating down on me as I sat high on top of a trotting Quarter Horse. A cool breeze brushed passed our faces as we gained a little speed. We rode along a path in between rows of crop and a ditch not too far away from [...]