I thought of this comment, and that it would make a good title, after I wrote my last post. It seemed appropriate somehow, I wasn’t pleased with my last effort, that’s the mediocre part, and I had some contempt for myself. I had such high hopes, I anticipated feeling more fulfilled once I was done …
I have some time, I’m making time, I am waiting for my wife. We escaped our small town today and ran away to the big city to shop, relax, eat, try and relax, eat, shop. Something tells me the relaxing part may not come to fruition but likely the others will. Once we arrived in …