Today was a difficult day… Actually, it wasn’t today… as in: Sunday the 21st. Today was a difficult day as in: Thursday, February 17th – that’s when I started writing this and the fact that it took four days to get it down on paper might suggest just how difficult it was! Not for any…
Old habits really do die hard… Like getting up long before the Sun decides to shake off the night’s comforting darkness. Or, getting home long after the Sun has gone to bed itself. That’s been my routine for so long I can’t remember a different time. It started on Saturday mornings with my Dad. Up…
We just returned home from a day out… We left the house at about ten this morning and pulled into the driveway just after eight: a ten hour day spent wandering up and down the Coast of California. My wife’s aunt flew in from New Jersey last Tuesday – a good week to get out…
I’m sick! Not the kind of sick that sends you sprinting into the arms of a psychiatrist, although I know a number of people who would argue that’s exactly where I belong. And, who knows: in the end they could be right! Aside from that, who am I to argue! Especially, when the numbers suggest that…