It’s rare when there is symmetry in my life. Something is always off-balance. At high speed on the freeway. Slipping into bed at night. Navigating through a crowded grocery store. Stepping into the coffee shop through a doorway with squeaky hinges. The empty catsup bottle at the restaurant.
An Unbalanced View
An Unbalanced View
An Unbalanced View
It’s rare when there is symmetry in my life. Something is always off-balance. At high speed on the freeway. Slipping into bed at night. Navigating through a crowded grocery store. Stepping into the coffee shop through a doorway with squeaky hinges. The empty catsup bottle at the restaurant.