I came across this little pencil guy my Grandma Dorothy made years ago. I can remember playing with it at her house when I was young. You took your hand and smoothed it’s hair nice and straight. Then you placed the pencil in between your hands and moved it back and forth and it’s hair would go all wild and messy. It reminds me how everything can be so smooth and neat one moment and then become all messy the next. I guess that’s to be expected in this thing called life. Enjoy every smooth moment and in those “messy” times, remember, this too shall pass!
Wishing you a smooth week!