Had some weekday win recently. And do you know the definition of “stubborn?”
An old friend came to visit us the other day.
I had a series of meetings this late night. Some were person. Others, business.
You are looking at a picture of my enormous head. And here’s a story about Getting to Yes.
This isn’t a post about Notre Dame, at all. It’s about my family and a story from old France.
Went to the cemetery the other day. That was hell. Spent the rest of the time talking to friends about the dating world. That was just sobering.
This woman wrote once that grief is just love with no place to go.
Rose left late; we did have a small blowup over religion but that started and ended quickly. It was a nice night, overall.
Continuing to slowly reenter society by seeing friends and family. Trying to distract myself however I can.
I hear you still talk to me, as if you’re sitting in that dusty chair. Makes the hours easier to bear.