It was only when I lost my way that I came across the path I was always meant to find. But it took me spinning out. It took me losing my sight as my vision disappeared from behind my eyes. I had to feel truly lost. I had to look up to the sky for guidance. I had to come back to the things that guide me and ask “what’s next?” over and over again. For the longest time there was dead silence. So I continued to wander. I continued to search around the corners and find nothing. I came out of the end of last year beaten, bruised, exhausted, and had nothing left in me. I didn’t have any gas left…I had spent…