Since this post is something that’s been on my mind for awhile, the content here isn’t particularly light. As another warning, this is copied more or less straight from my journal and took about 4 hours of sitting to write, so the train of thought may do more wandering and be less composed than usual. Or not. Su 3 May 2015 Resurrect Art Coffee House, Seward, AK My timing…
It hit me as I was pulling out my key to re-enter the apartment to grab some duct tape and bubble wrap. I do need new hiking boots before I head off to St. George. The cushion in the heel of both of my boots is no longer intact, meaning part of the stiffer material often rubs against my heel. My left foot was angry after biking 25 feet, so…
“How are you doing?” That’s a heartfelt question I’ve heard quite a bit in the last few days. Unless Michigan (or any other team) has beaten Michigan State, New Zealand has ceased to exist, or I haven’t hugged a puppy in months, chances are I’ll answer along the lines of “Good” “Pretty good” “Fine” “Okay” Here’s the truth about me. Since I don’t like imposing on people, being dependent,…