Back to writing.  Back to reflection.  Back to what I know I really should be doing all the time.

Still in limbo land, sustaining on future dreams and postponed accomplishments.  Plenty of hugs and hearty late breakfasts to go along.  Who could need more really?  This time will never be again, but it’s hard to remember to savor every slow and quiet moment when there is no shortage of them.  We all need contrast, and I’m not quite sure of the significance of that yet, but something scientifically and metaphysically profound I’m sure.

At least those crazy thoughts are starting to bubble up again.  Noise and information, energy and directions.  Entropy and human conciousness.  Keep on keeping on.

I keep telling a friend who is having trouble dating that every experience is an experiment where you need to try out different techniques to get results.  I need to give myself the same advice.  Stop hating myself for doing it the wrong way.

There is still much to come.