Edward Meinert and some random notes.
. . .I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. . .I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. . .You learn to take life as it comes at you. . .. . .to make each day count.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Next steps.
A new year almost upon us, we can't help but look back. I can't keep up with all the notes, but we return to some old ones. Indeed people can leave fingerprints on our lives and somewhere we are changed. Thinking about those moments, in ways we can describe or ways we cannot, we see things as they are . . . what do we do with this? What do we cherish and what do we fight to preserve? What we do in the dark, matters much more than what we do in the light. If something is important, we make all involved realize this.
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