A very colorful change that I have stepped into as I walk along this stretch of my journey so #ReblogWednesday is the place I want to be.
Friday, Saturday, Sunday…to my shame I cannot distinguish a difference, this wild vortex called life picks us up and drags you along. This past week dealt with some revelations, a few hard truths, in which, I am willing to share.
I am sure many of us have had this experience…
The lore of the missing sock.
The happy couple goes into the washing machine, but by the time the load makes it out of the dryer, and by the time we get around to folding the batch of mountainous laundry that continues to grow, somehow there is only a lone survivor. A solitary sock, who not long ago had a matching partner. A teammate now lost in the quest of warming toes.
Life’s curious mystery.
Our appliances of convenience have a compulsion that I believe must be satisfied. A sacrifice that must rendered in appreciation for use of these amenities. Socks seem to fit the bill, no…
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