One day Someone decided Someone wanted fresh milk. Someone bought the cow. Someone bought hay for the cow.

Someone fed the cow. Someone watched the cow chew and chew and chew ... the grass ... the cud ... the grass ... the cud ... Someone got impatient. Someone left the cow standing in the field. Someone Else got the milk.

I feel like the cow and the Someone Else.

Just when I could start to feel a project begin to come together and make sense ... Someone got impatient ... left me standing in the field. But I am also the Someone Else because the project pieces are turning into milk for me.