Indeed, I have too much time on my hands…normally I’m not this deep.  I dislocated my knee cap at the fitness center and I’ve been immobile and restricted…Which. I. Hate!  Plus, this is the fourth funeral in two weeks…So,when I can’t move and I see so much death, I start to think…too much…sorry for the intensity.  Last night I had a dream of watching people trying to bike and drive their cars on a road made of sand, needless to say they weren’t getting far….sometimes a hard road gives us the structure to move more easily forward.  Just saying