The longer I live it’s in front of me. 
 
A glow in seconds before a scheduled avalanche, fun ..and explosive. Wow.   
 
Or much like staying right in no now never.   
 
A preferred toothbrush has been abandoned. I’m forgetting about it.  
I’ll be heading out soon. Moving thru a lefty runoff. I won’t be funny or make a stab, relax or specify...   
 
I’m lost in the new geography.. O again.