Oh, right here. Much work that I’m behind on, way off schedule on obligations to Web site clients, etc. Our house hunting is becoming a full-time job, now that the days are getting shorter — yikes! I pulled a recent contribution to the local alternative paper because it was too rushed and didn’t meet my standards. Playing music nearly every day to keep beauty alive and stay sane. All is well, just frantic. Many ephiphanies. Life goes on.
Soon.
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We don’t live in a democracy when it comes to epiphanies.
Some guys have all the luck. I can’t remember the last time I had one – unless you count the oceanic feeling of well-being that came over me as I slurped my coffee and shoveled in the hashbrowns this morning. Share those epiphanies of yours, brother Farr!