i'm beginning to wonder if things even have a right place or time. there are so many different factors with so few constants to depend on - so it feels like we end up spending most of our lives reacting to everything. i guess we can count on a few things - like waking up in the morning and then going to sleep in the evening. but in between wake & sleep - the day presents a lot of unexpected things. so it's aaalmost like we wake up each day, and God puts a random record on. Then at the same he time releases a pack of wolves into our room :D So, we learn to keep time & move the way that song moves - but the challenge is doubled by learning how to outsmart the wolves. theeeeen we wake up the next day & do it all over again. someone's really got to teach those wolves to dance