Monday

A beginning to yet another week of unknowns. One in which accomplishments may be few and far between. The hurdles keep coming and jumping is getting old.

Another round of life lies in waiting. One in which the outside seems so empty and yet there is no room inside for anything else. Perhaps two different realities exist. I am no longer sure. Control is something we each have and yet not. Feeling so out of touch with any ability to control or even help anywhere.

One will continue to walk along and see what strikes next.

Peace.