It is early yet, still dark.
I see an end to the wood. Three more loads possibly coming, pick-up truck loads, but my winter wood pile is almost complete. I will finish resplitting today and hopefully get it stacked and covered. That's the plan. And we all know how well plans work out.
Unfortunately we all carry our past with us, even if it is just because of how we are today. Living each day instead of dwelling in the past is the goal.
Have you ever noticed how one thing that is said/done by someone opens up an entire different line of thought. I think being able to talk with someone about things helps all of us because of that.
Daylight hit so I went out to work. While splitting wood I thought about how each piece is like a problem in our lives. One piece will just pop apart, very easily and I can move to the next one. That one didn't. It was twisted and it tore sort of... which reminded me that those are the bad problems which we can't just move on from right away. And then I laughed. Had anyone gone by close enough they would have wondered why I am laughing splitting wood.
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