Long ago…

There was once a time that whenever something besides the regular hubbub of life occurred, I would race home to write about it here.. on these electronical pages of a diary that anyone could see. On Sundays, I would write it in a Word document and put it in here later…

Now, so many things are happening, and I’m more than willing to hide them all.

It’s hard to tell a story from the middle, but even more difficult to remember all the old stuff accurately enough to bring anyone up to speed.

And who knows. I may not live to see tomorrow.

Neither may you.