sometimes things don’t look too bad from far, far away
but as you get closer,
you see it’s a wee bit larger than you first thought
it’s true: things could be worse, but there’s just no way to get over this, or around this, or even through this – not comfortably or easily, at least – and you realize you’re gonna’ have to deal with this one.
so you call people who have the experience and equipment
and let them help
and before you know it – sooner than you could ever have ever fathomed – the roadblock has been cut into manageable pieces, allowing free access once again, and leaving behind just what you need for building a fire on a once-upon-a-cold-cold day