This year, I’m launching myself . . . into Space.
Where am I headed with this?
I have no idea.
(No idea at all.)
But it’s time to . . . blast off.
“Sooner or later, I hate to break it to you, you’re gonna die, so how do you fill in the space between here and there? It’s yours. Seize your space.”
How about you? What’s your word this year?