Arrived in Virginia fine. My Mom washed my cheap military coat. My Mom taught me to make her salsa (yum!). I’ve installed WiFi at my folks house. I’ve traveled 100 miles to see some old friends. Here too I did some tech troubleshooting! I’m typing this from a dial-up connection. I feel good. Thanksgiving is a great holiday. My head feels great. I miss Leah a bit more than I thought I would. It’s a new relationship, but a strong one. I listened to some of my Pop’s CDs on the drive – one on Freud, one on Hume. Excellent stuff about the self, morality, and natural religion. Saw an old friend and colleage from my UVa days — Wendy — she’s moved into a new house. Moving is so exciting! … Tonight I’m staying with my old bud Vince and his family. They took me out to dinner (shrimp and ribs!) and his son Jared is the bomb! I read him his bedtime stories. Tomorrow I’ll hang out here for a while, then head back south. Perhaps time to play my Dad at racquetball? … I’m still not quite acclimated to the time change, but no matter, gotta hit the hay now. Force myself to sleep. That’s the smart thing to do.
Yes, the above was all non-sequitors. Sorry about that. Too busy to be articulate and soul-searching. Know, however, that I feel very good.
Good night to you all, from Eastern Standard Time, somewhere in Virginia where it’s 34 degrees Fahrenheit.
Oh, and I forgot my digital camera. And there are cool things to take pictures of. *sigh* — like the mural I did of a plane for Jared last time I was here. It looks pretty dang good!
On-ward.
