There was no direct question asked. No clear answer given. But by the end of the day, you could see a decision had been made.

A song of the soul. A breath in a field. A force of creation.

In an effort to optimize, what made it great was missed. The simplicity. The lull. The Saturday sun.

For my core beliefs, I was brought there by circumstance. It’s what my family did, it’s what I subconsciously adopted. For my ancillary beliefs, I rigorously tested. No matter the form, I do not like spinach.

What makes a team? What am I a part of? Where are we going?