On your mark.
Life unfolds before us.
A seemingly unending ribbon of highway going on
as far as our eye can see.
The story unwritten.
The pages of the story of our life sit blank and unstained.
Unmarred by life's mistakes and tragedies.
Unblotted with tears and slash marks of anger.
Full of promise.
Hope-filled leaves fluttering in the winds of future promise.
The story of life.
Writing the pages of my story one day at a time as I live, love, and luagh,