I call a friend to take care of some details I don’t exactly love to take care of. I say “I’m in the process of tying up loose ends.”
She sighs and says “I have so many loose ends that they’re turning into snakes.”
At first I don’t exactly catch the meaning of the imagery.
But then I get it.
It’s true. Loose ends come around in the quietest most unexpected moment and bite your heels.
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