Friday, June 11, 2004
I might be a schoche (sp?) tired today.
Thank the higher being up in the sky (no, not Lucy) it's a beautiful day out and I am stuck in my windowless cube breathing canned air.
Nothing lasts, so I'll leave a description up to your discretion.
I'm on a journey with no destination. The path is constantly changing direction but there are always adventures to be had. "Never" and "always" have left my lexicon.