Mini-Epiphanies

[mlerules]

Finally! All this freakin' thrashing about now makes a helluva lot more sense. Shoes have fallen, along w/scales from eyes. Rose-colored glasses left on the bedside table of a nice hotel. No, I ain't gonna go into detail here. Suffice it to say it feels like a weight off to have more of a handle on whassup (e.g., a typical process rather than something huge/different/horrid).

Faith matters...by which I mean trust. In myself.

And now: to get on w/the day.