Sunday, February 14, 1999Could I have been anymore prophetic?
I wish I were part of something, with a group of others. Something meaningful and driving. My dearest tales involve that, a group driven by a worthy goal. Each person contributing to the quest. Dependent upon one another for support,
friendship, and success. . . . I have cats all around me and Portland in my future.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Discovered in an old bound journal of mine: