Sunday morning 4:04 am. A friend died this week, and important goals were relocated on my map of life. We have lots of firewood, lots of food, and lots of love in the house. I’m not b sure how much life I have left, but I’m going to live it well. I’m too well-lived to retire now! Well, I feel like I brought a little hope and joy to the last days of a dying old man. We’ve only known one another for two short years, and yet he called me from his death bed hours before he passed… His wife told me that he loved me… You’re free now, my friend. Free to fade back into the vast nothingness of space and time…
