It’s a whirly-twirly pageant in which I call Life.
The bonds I have with my spouse, my family, and my friends are in balance.
The 9-to-5 thing I do five days a week is in balance.
The time I take to write my short stories, poems, and this blog are in balance.
The business I am setting up is in balance.
The time I set aside to unwind is in balance.
Yet, when other outside energies rat-a-tat-tat-tat their way into this equilibrium, standing on a bottle with one toe just might be easier.
It’s one heck of a balancing act, and the best way to live is to have everything measured out in moderation.
©2022, excerpt from “Postcards from . . .”