That’s the real picture…something on the verge of loosing control and slightly off balance…falling. Damn…there is no photo for the drama and scurrying tingling that flows over my skin…and the never ending rediscover that time is ending. No matter….seems no keeping a tempo – pause. Breathe…find something to lean on…but the judgment cascades in and provides a clearer view – exhale. Then, just like the lift of a beautiful song…the kind that in a heart beat forces your eyes closed and transports you away…peace (even though nothing last forever). I’ll take it.