The wheels were spinning, but I wasn’t going anywhere. The old steam engine let out occasional puffs of smoke, and the wheels barely moved with arthritic slowness. The tracks stretched off into the distance- way in the distance.   Devitalized!  It’s one hell of a predicament!  Have you ever had one of those phases or times in your life when you have all these great ideas and intentions and they’re floating around but you can’t seem to grab hold of a single one? Well- that’s where I’d been for a long time. Shot-gun approach. Energy all dissipated- like dust in the wind.  Nothing seemed to coalesce: like a million winged ideas fluttering about but never landing.  There was a potential party, destination unknown, and everyone was driving around trying to find it. Like a whirligig spinning in the wind. Running hell-bent for election, but only in circles.  There was something exciting to see out there, but I couldn’t focus the binoculars.   Enough already! You get the idea.  And yes, I know.  I’m mixing metaphors. OUT OF THE  DARK PIT What to do? I decided I was running amok left to my own devices, and began surfing the web to see who out there had some ideas for direction.  Came up with a few ideas to stoke the old engine and get those…….