When faced with a problem, a situation, a whatever, I can only envision two options. I think of the consequences of each option and will start getting passionate about one or the other and just as the tension builds, option three or four intrudes on me in a very real way. I know I do this over and over and over and I’m thinking about it now as I’ve got (what I think) two roads forking ahead. God, that sounds just as rude as can be. Brilliant! So these two roads were forking in public the other day...
Anyway, the forks are equal in my esteem, each with some good and some dimmer qualities. I’m giving the great birthday gods until April 1st to light my path (o baby, you light my path), which will probably end up being a gully running alongside one of the forks and is filled with quicksand. Oh my, I seem to have an overly metaphor-laden day. And I need to scamper off to another dress rehearsal (I’d have more time to create metaphors if I played less music...)
An Erinku:
blue hat
of kindness
of coolness
of warmth
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