Musings

As the ink drips on loose leaf, my mind wanders to a distant place. Of all places to break down, why did it have to happen here? The intersection of life and opportunities realized is somewhere in between. The light at the end of the tunnel fades in to a tiny pinhole, barely making a visible mark on the backdrop of life's canvas. To all of the souls that have come and gone before me, I salute you. Unavoidable are the challenges that life throws at us... best to approach times of uncertainty with a contingency plan.