I am positive I would be successful if I were more organized. My life is a puzzle and I can’t find the missing pieces.

As a kid, mom and I emptied boxes of puzzles, scattered lives, across the sky. I diligently sat at the table, snatching minutes, stealing time.

We always started the puzzle, by putting the border together first. Boxed ourselves in, to get it right. I learned what follows a fence, keeps distraction out.

To be continued…

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