Urgency comes in many forms -- the work we've taken on, droplets obeying gravity, a chill fog working its way past layers of nylon and wool. Sometimes you are not parked, but paused, at a place not far distant. And then you wake from something even more restful than sleep, stomp the cold from your feet, the chill from your legs and roll down a bit further down the path.
Keep 'em rolling,
Kent "Mountain Turtle" Peterson
Issaquah WA USA