Wednesday

So anyway, the absence of an entry last night was the result of an impulse decision to turn left and head for the pancake-flat bike path along the Mississippi River rather than head straight and do some modest hills on the East edge of Davenport.  At the street light just a couple blocks after that left turn to get across River Drive and onto the bike path, I ran into Terry O, and the rest of the evening became history.

This little illustration of how one evening in life can change so quickly given unanticipated facts (and a person's reaction to those facts), can be used in relation to bigger directional movements as well.  I mean, how many careers have been launched by someone meeting a new mentor with an inspirational message?  Or a guy (or girl) running into their future mate at the 10 Minute Oil Change shop?  The weekend in C-town?  The brother of a friend who has a job opening for the taking in Boise?  It happens.

I don't have time now, but later today I'm doing a Top Ten list of my Unexpected Turns.

Have a great day.

BCOT