Bit by bit

Once, every couple of years, I question where I'm at and where I'm going. This is that time, again, where in my heart I know- it's just taking the other faculties a while to catch up and concede.

It's a matter of reconfiguring directions, not making any about-faces. So, I sit tight, and wait for it to catch up.

Or maybe I will run away from it for a while, and go play a while longer.