Lapse of Reason

 I can hear it now…”You did what? My mother will give me that look.  You know, the one that hints she has a little of that stress ball DNA…one squeeze and her eyes will pop right out.  My dad will exhale slowly and think of the good ol’ days when my outlandish revelations could be followed with a camel filter king behind the garage.  It probably says something about me that I was never smart enough to question why daddy smelled like smoke after “checkin’ on things.”   In all my life of checkin’, it’s never happened to me once.

Truth is, this is ’bout as crazy as jumpin’ off the diving board before Memorial Day.  And there’s a real chance I’ll taste concrete before it’s over.  But it’s a chance I’m willing to take.  I hope you’ll join me for the dive…

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