As we roll along through life, wherever we go we leave a
little trace, this trace is never noticeable on its own, but combined with
everyone else’s a track forms, a rut, as all the tracks start to head in the
one direction. Then a skid mark appears as your life suddenly changes. Are you careering away from a seemingly
standing start to full speed the opposite way or have you come to a shuddering
halt? These black marks become a permanent fixture on our life journey, fading
but never disappearing, careful though too many can wear you out. A change is as good as a rest remember and
replenished you can carry on weaving in and out of the traffic creating your own
mark on the world a breath of fresh air keeping you going as hopefully one
Goodyear leads to another.
