The way in which the glass would suddenly lose its momentum at the conclusion of any conversation with Brenda, carried an energy as striking as all that preceded it.
Once again, so much food for thought. I’d certainly heard the driving analogy used before in relation to the idea of taking control of ones life, and here, for me, was a hard hitting example, hard because it seemed so personal and pointed towards an uncomplicated and innocent time; a time when there was so little to concern oneself with. Now the notion of redeploying this once naive, uncluttered principle into a present of unforeseen obstacles reminded me that if you are going to manoeuvre (as we do anyway) you may as well manoeuvre with intent.
