Reflections from the Porch – Landslide Moments & Life Direction

🎵 Song of the Day: “Landslide” – Fleetwood Mac 🎵

The sun was setting slow, pouring gold over the yard like it knew I needed something beautiful today. Birds chattered like they paid rent, and I eased into the porch chair, muscles sore, a cool bottle of water sweating in my hand. I set it down on the old table and hit play. That first acoustic strum of “Landslide” filled the air—just a few gentle notes, but they hit like a wave.

This was the song I didn’t know I needed.

> “Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?

Can I handle the seasons of my life?”

Honestly? This year’s been one long gut check. Every time I stand back up, something else tries to take my legs out. An injury that slowed me down. A furnace that broke during the freeze. An AC that gave up during the heatwave. Plumbing problems, a cranky roof, gutters hanging on for dear life, floors that still aren’t finished. The house feels like it's going through its own crisis—and dragging me with it 🧱😅.

On top of that?

Finances. Future goals. Figuring out who I want to be and how the hell to get there.

The questions pile up like the storage bins that literally fell on me the other day—thanks for nothing, Tobito and the Refried Avenger 🥴💥.

But tonight…

Tonight I’m not trying to fix it all. I’m just breathing. Letting the breeze roll across the porch and Stevie Nicks whisper truths I’ve been too tired to hear.

> “Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’

‘Cause I built my life around you.”

And it hit me—

Who is the “you” I built my life around?

My comfort zone? My routines? Other people’s expectations?

Maybe it’s time to rebuild from the ground up 🧱🔨.

Lately, I’ve been asking myself questions that feel like emotional spring cleaning:

💡 What do I want my friendships to look like?

💡 Who belongs in my corner moving forward?

💡 What does the next version of me look like—and how can I help him show up?

It’s not about having it all figured out. It’s about being bold enough to finally ask the right questions.

So here I am. Sore but thoughtful. Drinking water like it’s wine 🍷(don’t judge me), and trusting that maybe, just maybe, this mess is part of the rebuild.

> “Time makes you bolder

Even children get older

And I’m getting older too…”

Yeah.

But maybe getting older means I’m finally starting to see clearly.

Maybe the landslide is just the ground shifting to make space for something better.

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What’s the “landslide” you’re living through?

Drop a song that helps you survive the hard days, or a moment when life forced you to ask better questions. I want to hear it.

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