Slices in the middle of the month are like middle children. Those that came before got all the attention. They got the most praise for the tiniest thing. This time around, the attention is waning.
Slices in the middle of the month are like the eye of a tornado. All around you swirls the pieces of your life. Here and there some tangible something catches your eye, but mostly things are just flying by.
Slices in the middle of the month are like the the line at Six Flags. You jumped on even though you knew the time commitment. You know the ride is going to be worth it in the end, but it's getting hot and putting one foot in front of the other is getting harder and harder.
Slices in the middle of the month are like the buffet at Old Country Buffet, minus the guilt or bellyache. You feel comfortable trying a little bit of this or a little bit of that.
Slices in the middle of the month is where we're at, and I'm happy to be here with you!
1 comment:
I see that you are 'trying a little of this, and a little of that'. I enjoyed all the comparisons, & maybe when we start down the hill, it'll be easier, or smoother, or maybe there'll be another bump, but that makes it interesting, right?
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