It’s Monday morning and I am staring at my blank blog post and wondering the path to take forward. I guess that is true there is always more than one path forward. Like that positivity is a choice at any given moment. Never quite looked at it that way.

Some times are like this, to start to write with nothing particular in mind. Just working with my native self so to speak. A muscle in my right thigh is twitching, is that a good topic? Janet, a friend and we usually meet on Monday but not today because she is on a trip to the Holy land, that has possibilities. I had another dream last night, that’s good maybe.

I am in a period of dreaming it seems which has always interested me. Always equated it with growth or newness. I haven’t had a dream period for a while but that is the way it always appears. It comes at a time when I can’t even remember
the last time, a long spell it always seems.

But the dream itself was a weird one. I had lent my vehicle to someone and I was there to pick it up. It was a red contraption like a backhoe. Whoever left it there had parked it in a ditch and it was so carefully suspended and supported by parts of it. It was a thing of beauty the way it was so cleverly balanced in it’s placement. The front bucket was holding it this way and one of the out riggers was holding it
another. The hoe had the backend stabilized.

It was a puzzle for me to untangle using all the practical physics that I could muster. It was kind of a challenge that a hotshot son would play on his old man. I was expected to get it out of this situation and drive away. Hmm.

Anyway have to walk in a minute. Big big Seahawks Football game tonight on Monday Night Football against the undefeated 49ers which we all love to hate. Yup.

parking puzzle loves, Felipé.