The pendulum swings back and forth. Time – a benevolent grandparent, reclines in a power seat, mindful of appropriate moments to make interventions.
Someone presses panic buttons, another person responds, rearranging plans to deal with an issue.
Facing the issue presents an opportunity to reflect about a sense of proportion. Footsteps are retraced.
Landing back on square one, another curveball emerges from nowhere, scuttling matters further.
The all seeing grandparent is moving the pieces on the board, pulling the strings. Is there any option other than to go with the flow?
