I was driving back from Jericho tonight.. it was snowing hard, it was dark  I realized as I turned down one of the long dark runs on that road that I wasn’t sad at all. … I wasn’t in a  particularly good mood. In fact,   . .. I was preoccupied,  as I often am, with work stuff..I was frustrated about  a project I was working on.. I was even worrying a bit about a talk I had to finish .. but nowhere in there was a speck of sad. Now  that might not sound like much.. but for the past four years.. being alone in a car at night meant being sad.. .. a deep kind of physical sad.. so much so that I took it for granted.. like a sore tooth, It was always there.. I just lived with it.. It was such a strange thing to suddenly notice…. Not sure what it means.. I’ probably giving it too much thought already…

so I’ll stop here..

nite all, nite sam

-me

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