I’m really in a place of balancing, of choosing. There are things (and people) I allow in my life that really don’t need to be there. They are like the shirt hanging in the closet that you just don’t wear but you also don’t get rid of. These things aren’t harming anything there just taking up space.

On a completly differnt note. My dad was supposed to come out but thanks to Ivan, his flight was cancelled and they had to abadon there home for higher ground. I spoke with him this morning and there house made through just fine, a few window screens torn to all hell, but no damage otherwise. The airlines rebooked him for this coming Friday.

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Author: Ken Craig-Saunders

Born in New York, Educated in the Berkshires, Became an adult in CA and found my Soul in Seattle. I'm a bearish middle aged, happy man who lives w my husbear in the OC.