July 19, 2012
Not sure what to say today. I had mac and cheese and half of the bundle of asparagus I bought last weekend. It was a night of sobriety, thinking about my career, my future, while shrugging it off to ease the pressure. Watching the smoke drift out of my bathroom window toward the telephone lines and the two birds sitting on one of them. Some commitment has to be made. Other people have done it. I have always had the encouragement; that I can't deny. The night ended with a couple sentences put into the open journal on my desk.