so it goes.

some mornings, 
the struggle for words, 
'is not much of a struggle at all.
it just happens,
and I go with it.
the ride seems effortless.
an easy thing to do.
at other times,
the only things left to do,
is to put one foot in front of the other
and try to get to where it is that I need to be.
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So it goes. Press on regardless.