Puzzled, revisited...

I used to think

life was a

c a r e f u l l y

constructed

P-U-Z

Z-L-E

You know-

the kind that comes

[in a box]

with a picture for

guidance.

p.e.o.p.l.e.

places

events

would come together

(to make the picture)

and I would be…

complete.

FINALLY.

Well,

someday.

Now I’m not sure what to

{ { { t h i n k } } }

All I know is that if life is

-in fact-

a PuZzLe,

to say its pieces are

“rough around the edges”

is an

under-

statement.