Lots has been written about the cyclical nature of life and I thought a little more could not hurt. And is not just in butterflies or any one particular thing, it’s in everything, everywhere, all the time. What goes up comes down, what starts, stops, then starts again. Sometimes the cycle is short, sometimes long, but sooner or later the circle is complete. That’s just the nature of life, I suppose. In this story, I talk about driving and although it didn’t quite happen that way, it’s close enough. The writing part is verbatim, exactly what happened and what gave me the idea to write about life’s circles in the first place. Here is the link: Denton Record Chronicle.