I don't live at 34 Albany Drive?
There are no worries here. But I got to thinking...what if the person at 34 Albany Drive isn't in my choir posse? Is it one of my fates that I trek to their house (preferably in a snowsuit with a canteen and some beef jerky)--not merely to reclaim my camera charger, but to meet them and talk to them? I could end up changing their lives, or they mine. Someone could even film it. Kidding.
An ingredient that this awesome time of my life needs is schoolwork and learning--I've taken a bit of a break and I think it's time for me to get back into the swing of things. I can feel it in my bones! A yearning for learning. I love the feeling...
like that one time, Keith, when what I wrote about being human affected your thinking...it was such a powerful feeling.
I need another one of those. That means work. Which is fulfilling.
Where in the world is,