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“You are going to feel like hell if you never write the stuff that is tugging on the sleeves of your heart — your stories, visions, memories, visions and songs. Your truth, your version of things, your own voice. That is really all you have to offer us. And that’s also why you were born.”
Anne Lamott

“You are going to feel like hell if you never write the stuff that is tugging on the sleeves of your heart — your stories, visions, memories, visions and songs. Your truth, your version of things, your own voice. That is really all you have to offer us. And that’s also why you were born.”
Anne Lamott

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Headed Home

I am in the Abilene Regional Airport awaiting our flight to Dallas and then to Louisville. Our visit was good and we capped it off last night by thrashing Mom and Dad in Texas 42. Some might think we took advantaged of the aged but they had beat us up pretty bad until kast evening.

I’m ready to get home. There is still a considerable amount of work to do but hopefully I’ll will begin to find some “rhythm” in the day to day activities. That may be a little difficult with Thanksgiving and Christmas around the corner and then going to Florida for two months. It just may be that my life will be absent of “rhythm”.

Abilene

We arrived safely in Abilene yesterday. The weather is great. Cool and sunny. Ann’s parents are well. They thrashed us at Texas 42 last evening. We look forward to visiting the next few days. Hopefully, Harold’s bbq will be on the agenda. I am struggling with a dial-up connection on the internet. It is an opportunity to appreciate what has become routine.