Beginning the descent with the plane slowing and the nose pitching down. Descending into the Bay Area is always a time that I’m thinking about the options. What has been, what might be. What choices do I have, what choices do I only think I have. The choices I’ve ignored.

Are those choices for me? Are they for someone else?

You get only one go at all this. Know you are at the helm of your own fate.

Location:Somewhere a few miles up