I'm Looking for an Epiphany

“I’m looking for an epiphany”. Those were the words I chose last year when I introduced myself to a van full of total strangers on the drive from Troyes to Orquevaux, France, where I was attending my first artist residency. I’d briefly met a few of the other attendees as we boarded the train from Paris but it wasn’t until we settled into the next hour or two of our journey, drenched from the pouring rain we’d ran through to get into the van, that we were ready to really get to know each other. I guess you could say I was feeling a little…lost. I was just over four months into the first year of my adult life without a full-time job.