...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
days just fly by and so often they pass without time to jot anything in the various jorals I've been keeping for years (or the recent ones I've started online)... yet snips of thoughts are scribbled somewhere and will find their way into the world somehow someday... just wish I had more time so it wouldn't seem so haphazard so you might decide it's time to come back and read every day (like some of you use to)... you, dear readers, are why I put my rambles out here... while I write for myself as well and my journals began way back when I first could hold a writing utensil as my conversation with myself, sharing words through correspondence is one of the most exciting sharing in this life for me and when I lost touch with all much writing friends I returned to journals to keep in touch... it's all here so you can catch up on all they time we've been apart... that's what this is about for me...
I mean, besides the creative stuff J
work, local radio
The Salmon Of Doubt by Douglas Adams
, and wandering the web
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