A New Beginning

Rumbling, bumbling and stumbling, parts II and III

The 12:04 to Strasbourg


   One of the traits that I first saw in Carol was how firmly her two feet were planted on the ground. With me, my life reads more like my feet are firmly planted in mid-air. So from the beginning I thought we’d make a good match. Then came Lyon, and I’m no longer sure where our feet are firmly planted, if they’re firmly planted or if they’re even our feet