There are those thoughts that skip, skitter, and linger sometimes. Some are born from the space between my ears and others leached from deep within my DNA, linked to my most ancient origins.  When I am on a long morning run, taking a steamy shower, or slicing vegetables this is a flow to all kinds of wondrous ideas, creativity, and energy.  But like a school crossing filled with children, the keyboard slows, reroutes, then dampens that little spark.

But today, I enjoyed a piece of Dove Milk Chocolate then stopped to read the wisdom inside the wrapper.  How clever.  Such simplicity. Can you guess what it said?

“What are you waiting for?”

Indeed.