First, it’s a bump. A setback. A hinderance.
Then, quite suddenly, a demand for attention.
We explore options. We’re optimistic.
Sure, we stumble, but who doesn’t?
It’s not a challenge to overcome anymore.
It’s a new way of life.
One we never asked for, nor wanted.
We’re faced with a Dead End.
Or, are we?
We stop. We cry. We lament.
Then we retrace our steps and get our asses back on the
Right. Damn. Track.
Because when faced with a dead end,
Other than dying,
What are we supposed to do?