and talks with professors like Bob, Sherril, Gillian, and even those out of my discipline.

Rewinding time isn’t a thing, so I have to indulge in this chair, this seat.  Done with Cobb Salad….. so what.  I’m celebrating progress in the telecom story, just when I was sure, like completely fucking sure, that I should give up.

Nope.  Staying in it.  I’m enjoying this atmosphere and the people too much.  Mother with her kids and parents.  You can see the joy in the grandparents, eyes and language bodied, leans and turns of head followed by smile.  The little girl joking with her grandpa like Emma does avec my dad.

There’s too much here.  I’m in discovery and explorer mode.

Reached out to an old professor, my Fiction and Personal Essay sections at SSU.  Am I being excessively nostalgic no I don’t think so.  Just finding something, or revisiting, reliving, seeing again.  Like an old friend you haven’t in…..