I once wrote that there was nothing that felt better, worse, or more ambiguous than change. I also came up with an analogy to describe my view of the heart (in the symbolic sense) and the mind and their connection. The mind is a carriage driver and the heart is like an untamed horse. The two struggle to direct the carriage that is your spirit; the driver sees the logical destinations and plans for its stops along the way, and the horse just has a different plan altogether sometimes. It pulls the driver in directions that terrifies it at times and thrills it at others. Sometimes logic must win out because with no driver the horse would be too reckless, but with no horse the carriage would never get anywhere. At this stage of the journey, my driver sees only a vague picture of its path and is sharing the reigns with a much needed guide. For better or for worse, or maybe both.