
A tangle unsortable . . . a mess unfathomable . . . mistakes made to no point of return. Yet always the light shines a way — the willing soul can plunge in and carve a path forward.

A tangle unsortable . . . a mess unfathomable . . . mistakes made to no point of return. Yet always the light shines a way — the willing soul can plunge in and carve a path forward.