I didn’t close my Move ring today. But I did make a woman smile as she watched me gather dandelion flowers at the neighborhood park at dusk. I made beauty from weeds and dried-up ivy that spread itself across the wall behind the corner intersection. I helped a young man in his 30s reframe his relationship with food and aging. Gave a middle-aged man hope and the tools to reverse his hyperlipidemia, hypertension, and prediabetes with lifestyle medicine. These are the things that matter to me now. Creating more beauty and hope in the world. Which can’t be measured by a perfectly complete red circle.