I wish we could have some sort of energy transfer with Anna in the morning--we would love to be half so enthusiastic about getting up!
A picture of my friend from Chicago.
13 years ago
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
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