jump start broken ………… not shattered the pieces still fit together and stick when glued a little rough around the edges still able to be sanded smooth frayed …………not unraveled a wee bit torn
BG opportunity knocks haphazard disjointed no particular direction to reflect upon relying on hit or miss and miss is more often than naught a catastrophe that didn’t wait to happen unleashing tragedy on everything in it’s path and those stuck knee high
BG frustrated exasperated discouraged downcast almost depressed quest for the other side slide away from the blues miserable won’t suit this full moon drive angst from under your skin begin
there is a light enough all ready enough ……….. she cries staring down the eyes of turbulence the rough sea frightening many but not she it shall not shake or change the path the
BG a blizzard a blizzard of thoughts running a range from rage to riantly living realizing self-reliance is not a curse it’s a course you find while shoveling through the drifts mostly manmade
BG watch it slide slush mush the stuff that’s too hard to plow through piled high on your desktop heaped or stacked on the floor too much too heavy back breaking at best do not lift
