I WAS IN THE RIGHT PLACE

BUT IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE WRONG TIME

I WAS IN THE RIGHT SPACE

BUT IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE WRONG LINE

The MS walk went well. The weather cooperated. The shoes cooperated. My body cooperated. It was a great day. The only thing that went wrong was, upon leaving the event, I took the wrong lane when approaching the interstate and ended up heading north instead of south. Of course, it was a looooooong stretch in that direction before there was an offramp so I could turn around. On my way back south again, my mind wandered some and when I approached the place that I had exited to get to the MS Walk site the first time I became a bubblehead. For a moment it occurred to me that I must be going the wrong way. I mentioned this to my friend and she reminded me that we are now going in the right direction. That provoked a great deal of laughter, which prevented me from dwelling on the inequities of aging, until now! HAHAHA!