Downtime...
It is a morning for reflection...quiet, sitting with music playing softly and a cup of hot coffee in my hand I turn back and look...again.... And I turn right back around....no more looking back...not in the sense that I am going to plow through recrimination after recrimination, regret after regret...the question of why I wasn't smarter, wiser, stronger...why I didn't love myself enough to stay true to my path...my ideas, my dreams, my goals....stricken and shunted aside.... For what? For pain...for heartache...for sorrow. No...today I take a trip to the big city for a refresher course and a plan to realign my life to meet up with my goals and dreams... Downtime will come as my life begins to turn on that rusty wheel....the groans of growth...the pain of persistence...the frailt
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