You could say I got lost on my run today.

You could also say that I found my way home today.

Even still, you could say that I was distracted by a whatsapp conversation and I stopped paying attention to my route.

And furthermore, you could say that it was meant to be, as I ended up at the butchers and ran home with a bag of meat, thus killing two birds with one stone.

You could say I have been feeling rather lost recently.

You could also say that I have let a lot of ‘stuff’ go, including ambition and drive to run a global company and even the desire to write a book.

Even still, you could say that I was distracted by death, broken by love and I stopped paying attention to my life direction; well my aspirational life anyway.

And furthermore, you could say that it was meant to be, as I have ended up in dream home, picking flowers and figs from the garden, baking cakes, stirring chutney, marinating lamb and overseeing 4 little boys having piggy back races; thus killing off anything unnecessary, giving focus only to the important elements.

Sometimes it is good to get lost; if only to find yourself again, better for the experience.