There is the act of gradually remembering things you have done before, re-learning how to apply them in a practical manner, and easing back into the groove as the train picks up speed while leaving the station.

And then there is the act of jumping over the railing of the overpass, landing on top of said train after it has already hit top speed and is barreling across the topography, while you hope and pray that you find a handhold and the draft doesn’t suck you off and discard you like yesterday’s candy wrapper.

Guess how my week’s been going?

Chat ya later…

Thanks for stopping by, In GOD We Trust, and Wear Red on Fridays!

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