Stroke of Midnight 

   
  

Where were you last night at midnight? Would you have wanted to be somewhere else?

The man was asleep after a long hard days labor. A full day. The sun rose & set while he was at his station in life. Service to & for others. His chosen profession, once a calling, had deteriorated into servitude. The profession supports the passion the man gets after too much of everything else. Work is not near, but not to far and not even just right. 

Midnight, the new year, found this man peacefully slumbering. It was a day just like every other day. 

2016 will become a breakout year. Even though retirement is within a decade, one can not become tired yet. 

The passion of that has been pushed aside will live again. That is the wanted somewhere else to be. 

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