This is what I’m convinced of.  

No joke.

More music, more poetry in my approach to EVERYTHING.

Being an AE is living as a POET.

Speak in verses, stanzas and stances, more expressive sentences.

Journal ready for day, drive up Chalk Hill Road.

Missing my kids, painfully.  That will change in this new year, the time quantity with them spent.  Avowed.  And I am ready to resist if there is ANY resistance.

Unafraid, play the game my way – selected say and stay in certain character forms I warn…