What is real, what is the real world? Don’t ask me, because I don’t know! What I do know is that I can hold and touch “real things” — supposedly. Of course this may change in the future.
You are where you need to be, that place happens to be here. How you arrived here was because of where you were. You create your own path.
Where did the week go? I sit here pondering what happened — from what I can recall — nothin. Of course that is not true, it is the same old story, life happened.
In the midst of winter the warmer days seem so far away and then just like that they are back. Time to go outside and soak up those rays — good for the soul and body (provided your esteemed leadership allows you to be happy).