And the beat goes on...
Shuffling from here to there trying to stop and smell the roses...I walk as much as possible but at times seem to only be moving closer to the bulls-eye...I spiral in, I spiral out...It is a ride for sure, not always fun but hey I paid for my ticket at the door so why not use...As I sit here, alone, I try to think of a plan of attack, I triptych for my next journey...There are those I should ask for help. yet me pen seems to be running out of ink at times or I am just too shy to email my questions...I am not a proficient bridge builder...In fact, I never have been been much of a long term goal maker yet as I see my married life and role of step mom take shape before me, I feel as though I am on the verge of the next big thing...