above the trees

o fates! who hold the threads of life,

i can look up and see the great cogs turning, the gears moving into motion.  i can see the tumblers of time shifting.  and all i can think is to quote mrs. fox:

if what i think is happening, is happening, it better not be.

i know you know me.  and my quirks and all that.  so, i'm trying to figure out what's going on.  i mean, i trust you.  at least, i do as long as you know me.  i'm really hoping there's some surprise or a twist or something more that i'm not seeing.  because, in a way, it almost feels like you're trying to teach me a lesson.  but i already know that lesson.  trust me.

i guess i'll do what i can and trust you.

mortally yours,

-->jeff *