“There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.”
― Frank Herbert
Friday, July 19, 2013
This has been a full day. Started early, and it's ending late, at least by my standards. I never left the place, not even to make my trip down the mountain to the mailbox. It's been the kind of day that you get up here, went fast but I can look back now and know that I got a lot done. Now I'll listen to a little smooth jazz on the satellite radio for a bit, and then call it a night.