Things are what they never would should be. Paths thought straight are a trick of the light. Twists and turns can be compensated for by dancing and swaying as you press forward ever forward. Make no mistake, your foot will slip. You will find yourself sprawling towards eternity. You blink and find yourself drawn back to the path, grateful you have yet to reach the end. My whiskers twitch in subtle gratitude.

art credit: Mallory Mishler http://goo.gl/LWTmG4

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