yesterday devoured me. I don’t know how else to put it. I got knocked off my feet by a couple things and I’m still feeling it today. It seems like something I really want… really want, is just outside my grasp. And what I’m faced with is that it might always be just that close. So, what do I do? Do I follow what is looking more and more like a dangling carrot or do I just cut the line when that might not be necessary? I keep waiting, right, for someone to come and pull me out of this place. To close that gap between where I am and where I want to be. But it looks like… that someone is me. And that raises a lot of question.