Tired from day and this is the first opportunity I’ve had to write.  Watching some stupid show on mainstream TV, some talent show, I don’t know.  This wine has me relaxed and not wanting to write but entirely wanting to write.  I’m a new character this evening and after seeing my kids, driving home and over Foumtaingrove I thought about them at my age, and maybe I won’t be here… but I hope they’re going forward with one of my ideas, businesses… maybe that’s selfish.  It’s human more so, that’s what I tell myself.  It’s just what I want.

Another sip, sip ….