This blog is named for crossroads. I live in the Crossroads District of Kansas City.Today, I read something about foreign policy and where it’s headed here.
The essay is part of a series called Crossroads in the New York Times.
My personal concept of crossroads has more to do with blues and jazz than choices and forks in roads, or multiple winds of change. My crossroads is a time for immersion, marinating, practicing, that kind of time to just dive into the “whatever floats your boat”…the music, writing, painting, reading, code writing, coffee roasting…and do the work.