...I always seem to have a plan, and then wind up getting distracted. EASILY distracted. The intent was to check out some shore towns and real estate. Yet here I was, keeping company with a wood fence, rusty wire and a lone flower on the side of the road in Avalon. And who says I'm high maintenance?!?
Today? Yep, my intent is to get on my bike and reacquaint myself with how the gears actually work. It wasn't my plan, but I got stuck in neutral as I realized I couldn't remember the word "roller coaster". Seriously? All that came to my mind was "Ferris wheel". TOTAL brain cramp that consumed me for awhile. And WHY was a roller coaster even on my mind in the first place? I'm sure there is a message for me there somewhere.
My days often resemble a circuitous path that lead me in multiple directions. That's NEVER the intent. But I'll just call it an adventure. Time to shift gears AGAIN.