The Final Day

Here it is, day one hundred. I've sorted through some of the sketches and pieces I have written. I like some of them. I think there might even be a few essays that have enough substance to be expanded on, finessed, molded into a more significant piece of writing. That was the intent, so this makes me happy.

It's Over

That's it. February of 2019 is over. Every year, for as long as I can remember, I embrace February 1st with considerable optimism.