Each time I undertake another episode of Bubbles in the Think Tank, I’m searching for something.
Sometimes I find it by the end of the episode, other times the next day. Occasionally it takes years. Good thing I’m not in a terrible hurry.
Often I think you know what it is, but I don’t have a clue. I wonder why you don’t tell me or at least provide some gentle guidance. Then I realize that you do in your own way in your own time.
Your thoughts come at me in grouped wavelengths like a chain gang of synchronism.
Connect my dots for me and I’ll break them into tiny pieces.
And then I’ll put them back together with you next week.