Dare to dream big
I’ve been feeling like a snowball lately rolling down a big glacierous mountain and that is not just a comment on my weight. Honestly, I’m feeling a little more svelte than usual having given up the gin and tonics. No I’m speaking about emerging from this cocoon that I had found myself in, this cloister where I was not able to grow one iota – I was about to be a dead moth trapped in it. But something happened, I walked across the Magnolia Bridge and saw divers looking at the corrosion and that led me to get involved with the bridge project, and then the bridge project awakened a grander vision and well it’s been a snowball in summer, mind you, but a snowball nonetheless.
I have come to a fork in the road dear readers and I clearly see the path to follow.
June 21st, 2011 at 8:56 pm
Sounds good. Send that snowball my way if you can. I’ve gotten so lazy about blogging and everything else, it’s ridiculous.
June 22nd, 2011 at 9:21 am
To blog or not to blog, Alice, that is the question.