I guess I’m back. Maybe a year since the last entry. I got to thinking this morning that maybe it’s time to get back on the horse, hair of the dog and all that. Speaking of hair of the dog, mixed the little lady some ginger ale and ice. Settle the stomach. As far as my stomach, no need to waste the remainder, mix with a little bourbon and hit the day running.
Reflecting on why we started this thing. Healing for the soul. That’s reaching. Is it this world of narcissism, Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, everyone has something to say and the world is eager to listen. Unclear, not sure. Does it matter.
I read Gloria Vanderbilt is 92 years old. That’s double my age. I think her boy once said that no matter what I try, she’s already done it. Now there’s something.
So let’s get to the point. I’m going to post this as a start. Ideally, a start to more.
Little lady stepped down the stairs…she was thinking the same thing.