Sometimes everything gets out of sync. That’s me this week. Nothing particularly bad occurred. It’s just one of those things. Maybe something astrological is going on. Maybe I stepped on a crack in the sidewalk. Maybe I wore the wrong colored blouse on Tuesday. Maybe a whole lot of things. I suppose, when you come down to it, none of those things matter. The point is that I am a little discombobulated. Consequently, I am taking a pass this week. I’ll say no more because as Dr. Seuss puts it:
“So the writer who breeds more words than he needs, is making a chore for the reader who reads.”
Hope you all have a great week.