“We can’t always choose the music life plays for us, but we can choose how we dance to it.” ~ Unknown
Sometimes you see things in a way you didn’t see them yesterday. Hazy, monstrous brick outlines become terraced windows that rise in the horizon like a mountain chain. Maybe one day, instead of walking away from it, I’ll walk over and around to discover what’s on the other side. I’m thinking a lush valley replete with art and music and kind people. And tacos with all the guacamole I can eat.