Army of Ink The Tug

Army of Ink The Pull

Sometimes I can’t escape the pull.

The pull of the past tugged at her every attempt at a brave step away.  But, alas, the counter bell in her mind rang with enlightenment….”You’re just going to have to be a touch more strategic in planning your moves and setting yourself ever so lovingly loose.”  At that very moment she felt her shoulders come down from her ear lobes and life return to the balls of her feet.  She was ready to go.

Pass her on to fellow travelers of endless possibility…Find her in ‘Clunk & Jam’ book.