I just randomly grabbed a journal from my journal shelf (which has journals going back to 1984!)The year, 2009. This seems like yesterday, and also like a lifetime ago. Before losing jobs and houses and moving to Colorado, before kids going to college, moving out, making their own families. Before car accidents, job gains and losses, trips to France and England and New Mexico and California.
Before Covid and surgeries and even before diagnosis of celiac disease.
Turns out a lot happens in 13 years.
"I and me are always too deeply in conversation, how could I endure it if there were not a friend?" -Nietzsche.
The pages:
