You’ve put together a jigsaw puzzle: the picture is visible, the pieces are in place, and nothing is left in the box. Except for the dust. No matter how many times you empty it, each time you put the puzzle back together, puzzle dust accumulates in the box’s depths.
Life happens this way. You’ve reached the end of the day and you’ve made the decisions that needed to be made and done the tasks that needed to be done, and you’re lying back to recharge, but there is still something left. Thoughts, ideas, concerns, imaginations, decisions: all linger in the puzzle box of your mind.
This blog is a repository for those thoughts. Puzzle dust. What’s left in the box when the pieces of life have fallen into place.