Morning.
Had a bit stuck in my head about the road writhing and squirming behind us in the rearview mirror and we pay more attention to it as it sneaks up behind us and that we lose sight ofwhat is close to us to keep an eye on the winding road behiind us lest it catch up to us..
But the exact wording flew from my head..
Started out with "The past is a winding road that writhes and squirms behind us in the rearview like a snake.."
And the rest is gone...
Hi Darksheare,
Well, you do have something to work with here. I like the concept. Sometimes this is all we get-coming in like attic rain. It can be a beginning or an end. :-)