TheBanyanTree: A New Day

[Maria Gibson]

Sometimes, when the rush is rushing past me and the world spins on an 
ever-tilting axis, I am out of sorts.  Trying to sort the unsortable, 
insortable, desortable life I am in and all its problems.  Other times, 
I feel calmer and can see that although I have problems and issues, they 
aren't insurmountable.  Were I dead, they'd be insurmountable.  All 
other circumstances, for better or worse and which may be a monumental 
struggle, are at least surmountable.

Today, I see a way.

Maria