There was a piece of art posted to Facebook the other day, and it struck a chord with me. The wording was thus: "I would just like to publicly announce that I have no idea what I'm doing." Good Lord, sometimes I wish I knew. Even today, retired and sixty-four years of age, I sometimes feel like my path encounters a multitude of intersections. I find myself staring at a mess somewhat dumbfounded. It's like standing at a cypher lock with nine numerical buttons on it and knowing the only way inside rests in finding the nine digit combination out of the 999,999,999 possibilities. I have found, however, a saving grace in this type of scenario is in knowing something about where you are and the people you're dealing with.
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