Transition Time

As I get ready to hit the double nickel, I realize that it represents, at least in an artificial way, a transitional time of life. It is the now or never moment, time to make that one great surge toward the finish line.

As I contemplate this, I do what I usually do in times of deep thought — I rearrange things, redecorate, clear away the cobwebs and dance as fast as I can.

Which reminds me, it IS 2010 (which I prefer to call Two Thousand Ten, thank you very much) and I need to head to the gym for continuation of that old "get more exercise" New Year's resolution.