No one knows, when first stumbled upon, what lies at the end of a rabbit trail. In the field they may veer left—or right, wholly at the impulses of the rabbits that made them. Figuratively, rabbit trails are designed by whimsy. They surely had an intentional beginning, but then they began drifting— the end is unseen.
And so it is that I invite anyone with a sense of adventure, a quest for small everyday wisdom, and an inclination to daydream to come and follow my rabbit trail for awhile. Pehaps it will take you to a different place than you'd expected.
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