I try to take one day at a time, but somehow several days attack me at once. (Jennifer Yane)
Have you ever felt like this kitten, hopelessly entangled in whatever in your lives this mass of yarn might representative? I sure have. Only difference being that in this case my kitty, Pickles, is having a wonderful time, and we usually aren’t when we’re all “tangled up.” I wonder what it would be like to relax into the rhythm of the waves, (or in this case yarn!) instead of trying to swim against the current . . . We might not totally enjoy it, but we just might find ourselves gently carried to shore.