6.38 in the morning and I'm a little disturbed for facebook hits you with (unwanted and unwelcome) information right when you least expect it.

It's up to me to kick up a big fuss over things or act like nothing's happened.

The first will see me huffing and puffing and probably blowing a house down whilst the latter will make life peaceful for a little while but there will still be a thorn.

I could try to be careful and step right around the thorn but there's no knowing when I might lose my balance and land right on it and then kaboom.

Tread carefully on ice there're thorns everywhere.
Isn't it weird how plants survive in ice?
I have so many thorns that have been supposedly iced over a thousand times but their tips still protrude, still pierce when I least expect it to.
So much time but still too little ice.

What was it? When I was 16? Wow that was 5 years ago.

Thorns don't go away no matter how many times they're glazed over.
Guess I'll fashion metal boots next time.

No questions appreciated.