Monday hit me like water from a fire hose. Every project seemed to reach three-alarm levels, and I scrambled to stay ahead of the blaze. Fires out, crisis averted, and I was left soaking wet and exhausted. Boy, so glad I decided Monday morning was a good day to increase the mileage on my daily walk. That is how it works when you attempt to stuff ten pounds of potatoes in a five-pound sack. Push on one side, and something squeezes out of the opposite corner.
Never fear. Superman saved the day and set everything back on the correct course. This Superman may need a few hours in the Fortress of Solitude to restore the enormous energy drain Monday extracted. I hope the week gets easier.
No matter the challenges and the obstacles blocking my way, I maintain the item at the top of my list as a non-negotiable. Yesterday…
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The Reluctant Poet 