But of course, this is what REALLY happens. I forgot to plug in my phone before climbing into bed last night so it died, not waking me up at 5:15 this morning. My baby managed to not wake me up either, because BOTH of us managed to somehow sleep in until 11:00.
When I was in Taiwan, there were times I felt I had reached the peak of my existence. I didn't need more friends. I didn't need more adventures or stamps in my passport. I felt so alive and full. I had purpose. I had a community. Life was SO GOOD. But if I am to let the past be a school that teaches me how to move forward, I would have to say that's it when you reach the peak of anything, it's only a matter of time until you have to descend. And this all for the purpose of scaling the next peak.