I like to think. Small thoughts. Short thoughts. No need for
a treatise. I try to avoid a long, long rambling. Because. Suddenly. Another
thought pops to mind. And diverts me. Allows for sidetracks. As I navigate
life’s journey. I’m often told. It’s best to steer a steady course. And lock
myself in. To a single thought. But that’s not me. I’d rather dabble. In this and that. Often. Without rhyme or
reason. Or is it for pure pleasure? --Jim Broede
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