I am signing off

Maybe because I write stories. I can stitch up puzzle pieces to create the whole picture. I can figure out the sequencing, pacing, and placing, by reviewing all that is visible. Give me the clues and I can create the masterpiece. Teach me the steps, and I can perform the dance. Teach me the melody, and I can sing from the heart. Show me what I need to know, and I'll truly understand. I get what you mean. I get what is happening. I stitched up the pieces that you gave me. It wasn't a pretty picture, but it was adamant that my presence is no longer needed, my service no longer sought. Have blessed life.

I am signing off.

I am moving on.