Flip flopping on a rainy day

A series of isolated events have come together in my mind. A clear blue sky, a glance and a smile across a table, cogs clicking into action and momentum building around something meaningful and worthwhile. So now here I am, flip-flopping all over the place, as the rain pours down around me. One minute this, another minute that. And no decisions to be found. Frustrating but welcoming at the same time. Some real choices now appear and the thinking must begin.