So what if your life had just turned into a country western song and you realized this in Moab, Utah while you were in a store surrounded by cowboy boots and stetson hats?
Would you embrace that moment?
Would you let go of logic and throw caution to the wind or become a wind dancer?
Would you let go of the love of your life and depend upon the possible spontaneous combustion of a tiny spark?
Would you..at the wise and pleasantly fermented age of 58…decide to reinvent your own self?
Not as something new but as the lost inner child that got waylaid many years ago.
What would it take..besides another quarter in the juke box?
Honour, Courage and Commitment..