At the edge of the ocean, we can start over again.
Just when things don't seem to ever make sense, they finally do. 24 has definitely been a year of magical thinking, and while it's been an adventure of ups and downs, I'm pretty happy with the way it's turning out (and how it's not turning out). A part of me wishes to slow down, to be able to stay in one spot at one time, to really take things in as they are and not what they might be tomorrow, to not have to stare at a calendar and squeeze things in when they should already be so comfortably woven in, but then again, it's hard to lead the life you choose. As long as you're not crawling on your knees. (Guess that song!)
Thank goodness for best friends and frequent flier miles. And busy schedules too. Let's add that one for kicks.
If time's all we've got, let's make a run for it. See you at the finish line.