“There are patterns which emerge in one’s life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation of a theme”
― Jacqueline Carey, Kushiel’s Chosen
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Life is like a big ol’ circle, isn’t it? It keeps going round and round. What goes around, comes around. “She’ll be coming ’round the mountain when she comes.” (How did that get in there?)
I was thinking about the circle of life, when my dear friend, Lynne, posted more pictures on Facebook of her moving boxes that she has been unpacking for weeks.
She has been kind enough to save me a zillion boxes, so now I can start the daunting task of packing up all my worldly possessions, thus continuing the cycle. Hopefully when I’m done unpacking, there will be someone else who can use a zillion moving boxes. Share a box, save a tree. The world keeps revolving in a circle.
Don’t feel too bad for me and all the work I have ahead of me. I am getting “a hand” here and there? A little humor helps. Very little humor and very little help.
Toni Andrukaitis 
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