Sometimes I come across something and it just gives me pause. A bunch of heads behind a building definitely fits that bill.
Friends – I have lost my head, been out of my head, and wondered where my head was. Things have gone to my head. I have felt my head might explode. There have been times when I’ve not been right in the head, and times when my head wasn’t screwed on straight. I’ve fallen head over heels. I’ve buried my head in the sand and I’ve struggled to keep my head above water. Sadly, I’ve reared an ugly head more than once. But on other occasions, I’ve also held my head high. And a few times I’ve even been known to have a good head on my shoulders.
I don’t always understand what’s going on in my head, and I continue to work to improve it. But never, not once, have I ever left my head in an alley behind a building. I hope that counts for something.