Wow, where do I start? Today is, as they say, ” the first day of the rest of your life”. It is a new beginning, it is an end to an old life. I have officially worked my last day. Now some may argue and say I’ve never worked a day in my life but …
Just sitting by the fire at Kikomun, had a couple rye, a bit of wine, wantin’ to feel profound. Not really happening. Feeling melancholy but impossible to articulate. I sit here listening to the cries of a child in the distance, I think of Tracy and whether a meeting in Toronto is good, or advisable.