a moment to gloat—because that’s what I do
I stepped on a moonbeam at the top of the stairs last night. The damn thing nearly tripped me. Funny thing, moonbeams.
That actually has nothing to do with anything but for some reason I felt it needed sharing. My world seems to be spinning at an alarmingly fast pace as of late. Not out of control, mind you, just faster. I’m struggling to keep pace fearful that I’m going to miss something important or at the very least fail to recognize that something significant is happening.
