When I moved to Nashville, I don’t even think Google Maps existed. I remember going to AAA to print out maps when I would go on trips. My first job in Nashville was driving a van of guests to and from a local restaurant (which doesn’t exist anymore, by the way… RIP Stockyars Restaurant!). Without navigation, getting around Nashville was not easy! But that whole time was one of the best experiences because it gave me an opportunity to learn the roads pretty well. And when I didn’t know where I was going or made a wrong turn, I would say…
Sorry, I just moved here.
Fast forward to this week, over 20 years later, and I was doing some work when the client asked me a question I didn’t know the answer to. Long story short, I ultimately just said “I don’t know.”
It’s funny. I thought I’d have everything figured out by 46 years old. It might be true that I know less than ever, or at the very least I’m becoming more aware every day about how much I don’t know.
-Out of the Wilderness
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