This weekend I think I am going to find a nice little place to camp. I feel the need to get away from people again. A weekend with nothing but nature and me will restore my inner peace that the day to day work world drains away.
I cut my hair yesterday and had more gray hiding under my longish locks than I remembered being there. The feelings of too many years of serving good ole ale has been with me all day.
Life is so short... no one ever reads a resume at the funeral.