The first entry in my current journal says it all.
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My Life’s Work
A mere thirty-two miles north of my place lies a magic, tax funded, endorphin generator.
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The Long Day
I have mixed feelings about the solstice. I don’t want the days to get shorter.
You wonder why it took so long to do something about the west side of the house and realize: it wasn’t laziness, it was lack of imagination.
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Free as a Bird
When I have time to contemplate the mysteries of life, I wonder about the featherless birds.