Baby souls follow.
Young souls lead.
But old souls, Silver, are just as happy to dance alone.
Not that I’m spying on you,
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Silver, your wisdom is showing.
The thing is, sometimes even old souls don’t have sense enough to get out of their own way. They can get wrapped around the axle just as easily as the young and dumb. We like to think that with age comes wisdom, but I promise…that’s not always true. Still, maybe I’ll go dance a little jig when no one is around. S’gotta be better than sitting around like a lump wondering WTF?, right? And who knows, maybe that jig will become a conga line and all my WIPs will line up and dance with me. Sounds like a plan to me. What about y’all? Where are you on the universal scale?