We are back and back to breakneck speed. If I think of everything on the to do list individually, it seems completely sane and doable. When I stand back and look at the forest that the trees make, it is a dizzy-fying Monet painting.
I guess that you could look at something like that and say that there is beauty in the chaos.
Right now, all of see is a field of crows.
Catch up and keep up are my varsity sports. I think I'm lettering in neither right now, but I'll keep you posted.