And Awaaaaay We Go!


Rocks don’t need maps.  It’s not that rocks don’t experience movement; they simply don’t experience a choice in manner or direction.  Wind, water, the whim of some child, or adult with too much time on its hands, who wants to see how many times a stone will skip across the pond are a rock’s major modes of transportation.  All requiring no pre-flight plan.  And it turns out that Simon & Garfunkel were right.

I am a rock.

Lately, it seems the Focus is gathering dust in the garage while I’m bandied about by wind, water and the whims of children and adults with too much time on their hands.  Even hungers provide little inspiration or motivation.  Reason appeared the other day, and was promptly shown the door.

Piloting this ship is all about weathering the storms.  This isn’t a bad thing, mind you.  If you dislike adventure you’re on the wrong ride.  The tide is only an issue if you allow it.  Just be happy on whatever beach you happen to wash up. 

So where to next?  Beats me…I don’t have a map.







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