And
so it goes again, another new day begins…
some
93,000,000 miles away from the sun,
for
me some 26,000 plus rotations of the Earth
from
night to day and round again. And so it
goes
once again, a heartbeat farther from the
beginning,
a rhythmic pulse coursing closer to
the
end. Records have been set, calculations are
made.
It’s a race against time, my friends. Some
believe
there will be an accounting at the end.
There
are those who subscribe to the news and
go
with the odds-on favorite. There are those
who
simply muddle through with that which
has
been given them each day. Not everyone
can
be awarded a blue ribbon or trophy for
first
place. In my lifetime, as a child, I was the
last
one out of ten to find an empty seat in a
cake
walk. I won a chocolate-frosted, devil’s food
and
was thrilled to death, figuratively speaking,
that
is. And so it goes again. And as for today,
according
to my calculations, chances are fifty
fifty,
plus or minus five for error, it could go
either
way.
Chris
Hanch 7-25-19
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