HEY! Where do you sit in this awkward roller coaster moment? Tables are turned and you’ve already walked one hundred miles in someone else’s shoes. You did that vicarious thing and then you forgot in a strange instant who you really are, or who you’ve been pretending to be.

So here you are in that particular place, pacing and twitching from one foot to the other. Where do you sit when all the seats are taken or simply out of polite reach? Where do you go when you’ve read that line about humility so many times that your ego ran like snot out your nose such a long time ago? —MO
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