Tres

I feel like this kid looks going WTF as Dad rushes aimlessly nowhere. Speaking of rushing aimlessly nowhere Chuck – how about just rushing and trying to get this blog to the expressway. I’m still on the back road thinking I’m nearing the information highway 🛣 onramp. I stop, listen for familiar highway sounds, information whizzing by and nada 👎 zip, nothing, just the sounds of silence and the voices in my head. Doomed doomed, your blog site is doomed Chuck. Now stop that negative self talk. You’re doing fine Chuck, just keep driving down the road, you’ll end up somewhere sooner or later. No problemo. You’ll find your way.

Boy, how many times have I felt like that? Afraid, uncertain, lost. And yet the Sun rises in the East and continues to set in the West. I must be trusting. Hey Chuck you’re swerving, get back on the road. You’re kicking up dust. Just follow the roadmap Chuck, I’ve got a feeling you’re almost there. Look ahead Chuck, in the distance…see it? The onramp you’ve been seeking. Hold on I feel acceleration.