If only...
If only...

1,585 days ago, I underwent a strange metamorphosis. I had been in a bit of a funk and was spending a lot of time reading and noodling on a lot of things. On that day I had a couple conversations and read some articles that somehow gelled together late in the day when my mind was idle. In a flash, I knew that I had synthesized something important. Over the next couple days I started writing it all down…
There have been days over the past few years that I wished that moment had never happened. But that was futile. It did, and for better or for worse, it’s driven me for 1,585 days on a path that I sometimes think I couldn’t have escaped even if I’d really wanted to do so. It was as though I’d been suddenly gifted and cursed with both precise vision and blinders. And those double-edged blades drove me. Over, under, around and through.
Only in the past couple months have I felt it subsiding, like a strange dream. I suddenly felt like my old self again, which was both reassuring and sad. I was no longer a mutant. The vestigial limb had dropped off and I started re-assimilating to the human race, both reveling and mourning that the stares would stop.
Today, the flash happened again.
I’m elated. And terrified.

Buy the ticket. Take the ride.
Buy the ticket. Take the ride.

Mike Orren is the Chief Product Officer of The Dallas Morning News; President of Belo Business Intelligence; husband to Crystal Orren; and a Mungarian at Munger Place Church in Dallas, TX. All opinions herein are mine alone.

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