Get a Grip

Without that grip so many things we care about can slip.

Floating away as we trip on every drip that slips up our steps towards our dreams. It is easier than you think to skip unseen into the storm that quenches distraction. The need for action here and a little distraction there as downpours flood your mind and slip your grip on discipline.

I can be guilty if slippery fingers and dripping hands.

Completely awash in distractions demands.

Too many balloons adrift.

Too many slippery hands

Too many strings fly loose without focused command.

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