Like six or so years ago, I contributed to the making of conditions leading to a perfect storm in my life.
Wait. Let me rephrase that. We need some honesty here.
Let’s just say the way I chose to think, speakm behave and live for the bulk of my life created an all encompassing tropical depression. That then became the perfect storm I spoke of. My unstable behavior triggered the convection, leading to front, after front, after front.
This pretty much depicts what I drove myself to.
But by the grace of God, I found dry land.
Without a doubt, this is where I would never want to visit.
Or shall I say, revisit.
My perfect storm.
...my temporary assignment. 