It’s funny. I want to make reservations to go to Key West. I can’t wait to go to Key West. But I can’t commit to a date. I know I will go to Key West, sometime in May. But time is a-wasting. And I have no reservations.
It’s perplexing. I know, without a doubt, there is no place like home. But my home is about to be sold. So, where will home be?
It’s certain. I love my job here in South Florida. I love the beach. I love living in summer all winter. But I also love Mr. Restaurant Gal. He loves me. We need to try again. That much is certain.
I can write a draft scenario for each of these possibilities.
I want the best of all drafts to be all of my worlds.