This summer feels like a conversation with that talking dog from the movie Up.

What I mean by that is that it’s taking forever, but nothing is actually getting done. Lots going on, but the important stuff that needs to happen isn’t happening. I keep getting sidetracked by squirrels. Progress is at a big ole halt. Big, significant things are on the horizon. But right now, all these minor, petty things keep taking up all the time. I’m tired of dealing with the little things. I just want to get to the big things already. Part of it is my fault. And part of it is the fault of time.


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