I’m looking at it. 4th and goal. And some day in the next few weeks I’ll walk over the line. Slowly. There’s nothing I wanna savor. But I will pay attention. I’m not prepared for it. But I am. And all of the sudden the moment is looking at me. It’ll be a long slow moment that delivers me to next. I’ve never been ready for next. I’ve always been ready for next.
All This By Hand