When we're young, they ask us what we want to be. Now that we're older, they ask us what we do, as if that quest to be something is a matter that should by now have been already been settled. As if we should already be settled. But settling is for settlers, and the matter of life is never settled. "I know my Self," the settlers say, and that may very well be true. There's great comfort to be found in the finding of one's Self. But there's joy too, I think, in the forgetting of that Self. In the invention of another Self. Feel free to ride the scheduled route, but know that there is always a detour. Vroom.