Wandering but not aimless

One will see this before it's published...before it makes its way to the world out there. What is it to see each thought, each idea, the backspaces and the rewrites. In my laughter, I can here such things as, "Oh, the grammar.", "No, that was correct - it was right - what are you thinking.", "It was clearer in its original" or "Its lost its meaning in the rewrite". And my hope is that it is you who is seeing this struggle with words, concepts, a way of thinking...and this beating heart.

Find me here: That I stop and listen to the whirl of the world. And smile. Isn't this something? This life we live. Its sometimes amazing to think we're here at all. In this place, in this space. But...isn't it something?

Wandering...but not aimless.