From Point A to Point B

There isn't a place I can go. Going around and around a few times without the ebb and flow.  Something has got to give.  Two years of long minimum wage lessons in truth.  Newspapers and television.  There isn't a single kernel of wisdom to take with the day. This morning at 10:30a the 22nd of November of 2015 the new snow showed the end of the year another warm and glittery white winter. 

There at the precipise there was a great sigh of relief while the subject wasn't there. Tragedy comes from the changes that take place. And the more we have a holiday come around the more the feeling of celebration follows.

There isn't a a better decision than when you make it.  There isn't much of a wild card when the middle of the night is the longest time of the day.  Yesterday is gone and tomorrow can blend into last week's time frame.