What am I trying to do tonight? Sleep well. What am I trying to do in the morning? Continue writing… What am I trying to do before returning to work? Finish my book. Writing is my Action Now…

She said she was into family history… I knew she’d not heard my version. Being old, I was concerned about shocking her. I weighed the moment and delivered the truth. She said she believed it all and we concluded that dealing with the truth was superior to not.

Neurosis is a punishment for intelligence.

A holy place is never empty.

I bought a magnifying glass today to study photographs of me and my surroundings as a child. What was I holding? What was the name of that book that I have zero recollection of? Signs of aging no doubt and the last time I saw this photo as I child I was horrified by how skinny I was. Now I just see me as normal.

They are counting calories and whining about screen time and can’t stop chatting about something called gluten free…

I just thank God I have other things to occupy my mind and that I am not they.

It has taken a long time to learn to stop talking and just write it down.

I used to think people lied, however now I realize that they actually believe what they say, so they’re really not lying at all.

Communication is the key and I have learned thanks to my few delusional teachers… Thank you one and all for your undeniable humanity.

She said she was a dancer. I said I didn’t care. I didn’t use my big boy words. Just a cold and distant stare.

Then I saw her smile. I said I kinda like your shoes. She’s been hanging around awhile. Now I have that dancers blues.

John was lamenting about the death of Rush drummer Neil Pearl and I was thinking about the passing of my friend Roger, when Mark laughed, “Well Johnny, we’re all playing on the back 9 now!”

True enough Mark, true enough.

Another has begun full of potential. Things have started well. I have woken and feeling fine… I have spoken with God and have heard nothing in response or to the contrary so I am feeling positive about proceeding forth and getting out of bed…

She is with me today which is always lovely and I will take her to school and then we will have lunch and then I will write about a past for her to read in the future that some say doesn’t exist.