Froggy went a-courtin'

a remarkable fool's guide to kissing failure

I spend a lot of time getting lost in the woods. Frequently I find myself stuck in a swamp in water up to my knees and surrounded by ugly bug eyed frogs.

That’s more of a career statement and a parenting statement than a literal one.

Having said that, I do spend a fair bit of time out in the woods.

And?

There’s no reason to be lost.

Most of the time I’m in the woods with Jed and Zeke.

Zeke is the keeper of maps, the knower of routes and provider of ‘the way home’.

Jed?

He is always exactly where he needs to be. He can be at home pretty much anywhere except a shopping mall or office tower. Cubicles would be like Mars to him.

As for being lost metaphorically?

I don’t really have any excuse for that. I know better.

Really.

It’s the same for you too.

Oh sure, you might ‘feel lost’.

You get ‘lost in thought, lost in the shuffle and at a loss for words’.

You may even now be experiencing loss.

But staying lost?

That’s a choice.

Staying lost is a choice we make when we choose not to move.

When we chose …