Caught In The Swirl

I wanted to take the dogs for a walk this afternoon, thinking it was dry enough.

I planned to let my hound out on a long leash to give her more reign.

But the rain and ensuing ground slickeryness stopped me.

I don’t know what to do or which way to turn anymore.

It’s been on a knife’s razor edge that we’ve made it this far.

Now that we have a home again, one could think it ought to become easy.

I don’t know how to interpret well where we go from here.

Having found a base but with clients dropping due to holidays, nothing feels solid.

I know these patterns of worry trends – but not those of relaxation.

They say that tremendous loss can do this to you.