I am prone to stupid things, I realized this a long time ago. Not in the nature of clumsiness in which I do stupid things, like say when I almost cut off my finger only a week ago. But in the process of trying to find a solution for life's unhappy dispositions, I always find a stupid answer, disguised as one of intrigue. And it's amazing that after each new one found, there is always a little rain that follows along. That's at least something to be enjoyed.
Well, I've been running awhile now so I think I'm going to slow down and take some time for myself, without the worry that everyone else adores. Perhaps in that time I'll find the answer I was looking for.
Or, perhaps, a rain cloud.







