Weary into beer.

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I noticed that shorter, spot on, posts seem to be winning the day. People do not have time for convoluted novelettes. And, I do get confused in the midst of them myself. Even restauranteers know that too much food will turn away clients, even those clients who are friends. Hmm, perhaps other aspects of my life could take a lesson from such a common treatment. What was it my mother said? Ah, right, "Smaller bites". This is exciting and fun, both as a challenge and as a new potential. Capitalism does not always come in the guise of commerce.

Sure, sure, a lightweight. Perhaps some might say a featherweight. Two beers, one comment, and this post, and, well, it is 1999. *woot* I see you are as excited as I am. *laughs* Still, something flowed through me today. A new resolve related to a vision of Heaven on earth as I was driving home struck nerves I had forgotten I had. The beer might be adding to it, though I think it is merely making me sleepy.

It started out so rocky. My world was torn between dark and light. I do not know but that it was terrible and frightening. I think I learned something today. Perhaps I made a choice or was given a gift. Maybe all of those things. I will think about it in time. Something opened today that could not have become real anywhere else. Maybe I am becoming real? A strange thing to say, but that is my initial sense of the events.

Have a good night!