Morning Twister Startup

a fox runs up to me and asks me for directions i reply to old sly by shrugging my shoulders and having a seat the fox then lays down next to me to watch the sunset and take in the brisk morning air lost in thought, we both say we ought to get our individual movements going and use our personal prayers as high premium octane partially inspired, we both get up like aging men at the same time i go my way and the fox goes his in my mind, i am wishing for stronger achilles tendons and eyes in the the back of my head perhaps tomorrow morning i will say good morning to a bobcat.....uhhhh.....on second thought and beyond, i think i will hope to see the fox that's right, it's monday, and my apprehension is also running late