Monday, June 9th 2008
It requires a great effort to convince myself that I am now as old as those who seemed so old to me when I was young. - Andre Gide circa 1930
And time, the trusted companion who now walks beside me each day, has taken the place of death, who once breathed heavy, foul, hot breath constantly upon my neck. I don’t know when it happened. It just did. And I look to this new day without any expectations.
Well.
Maybe one. I’d like to have more time for poker, my woman, and my writing.
In the meantime I got shit to do.
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Okay,
Father Luke
