This week, I'm thinking about the concept of boldness. Taking chances. I don't know about you, but I've not exactly been keen to step up and do something out of the ordinary, and I've been wondering why. Is it because of the past year? Is it because I've set expectations of what I should or shouldn't do? Am I assuming you have expectations of what I do? Am I just scared? Maybe a little of all three if I'm honest with myself. That said, back on episode 372 of this fine bit of poddlement I talked about a period of self-reflection on turning 50 and what I was and wasn't willing to deal with anymore. The more I think about it, the more I'm not willing to be afraid of taking chances with what I do. More to the point, I'm dropping some baggage related to it. For years, I've had this battle in my head about being one thing all the time or being Roley, who is not one thing all the time. I got reminded of this the other night listening to an album that should have never been made.
