my blog title

I had quite a few (bad) ideas of what I could name my blog, among them:

26 going on 12 (because that's how I feel most of the time. but this isn't a Jennifer Garner movie.)
the naive girl in the business world (too long - although true most of the time)
in search of me (grossly self-absorbed. and just, ew.)

There were some other considerations which came disturbingly close to becoming my blog title, but I firmly believe that sometimes other people express who I am (and what I'm going through) better than I can. So I turned to a poet that my friend recently introduced me to, Mary Oliver.

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice—
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do—
determined to save
the only life you could save.