Thursday with a truce near.

Moving along. The spring of another gray slightly drizzly day is ahead, well actually in full swing now. Planning on writing this all this morning and getting caught up in actually working, I hate that.

The day has dragged past the morning heading into the lunchtime realm. Accomplishments few and far between, but so much of life is that way, just moving along.

How often do we stop and evaluate each bit or moment for its completion? Probably not nearly often enough.

Time to contemplate.

Peace.