Pauses are little pockets of air time that allow me to mull and ponder over the track i have covered in my life.
Oh it was also bumpy like most people's lives and i suffered from great hurts and disappointments too. In fact when my thought wandered drifted to where i would mostly be mad, i would prick my finger with this dastardly needle!
My mind wanders then i go back to stitching prayers again.
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