Today and yesterday, I have hit that wall. You know the one where you don’t want to do it anymore, and you want to turn around and walk away?
You can’t find a door to go through. You can’t climb over it; it’s too high. There are no cracks to push through it. No way through it.
So you stop and think with your head against the wall getting ready to bang against it and feel the air move around you.
Moving around the wall.
Maybe a second wind?
And then you just walk around it.
That happened this afternoon about four.
It has been a long week.
It’s only Tuesday.
That’s it. That’s the post.