can we all take a collected sigh?

Life, my friends, is deserving of a collected sigh, followed by some reflection. Repeat once, maybe twice. Some close friends of mine have an axiom for the over-the-top moments of life that would never present themselves unless you were earnestly pursuing the Kingdom of God, mistakes and all: Life sure isn't dull.

And it surely is not. Especially not of late. If you ever have the chance to track me down for coffee, ask me to share some crazy stories of my life of late.

In other news, my latest story has characters with interesting names, and isn't melancholic:

Georgy-porgy. Michael. Damiel. Flannery. Orri (though I haven't written him in yet).