Tempus Fugit-about-it
What happened to August?? It seems that it was just the beginning a few days ago. Now I have only one month until I am basically finished my job here in the mountains. By then, I hope that I am somewhere. Seriously, I am just not sure whats happening and I am suffering from that general funk that won't let me decide. The funk gets thicker with time ... the older I get(s) the more it sets. I imagine by the time I am 30; I'll be huddled in the corner, sucking my thumb, my mind racked with doubt. It always seems to come down to be responsible and earn a living or do what you want to do. Nicht wahr?
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Sehr wahr! But Joel, I wouldn't want to see you end up in a corner sucking your thumb. That doesn't make such a pretty picture. No offense. ;o)
I like your Latin title! It's very "Joel," if you know what I mean. And even if you don't know what I mean. Or something. ;o)
So Joel any new news? The funk can be thick at times but has the funk lifted? Let us know where you are headed!
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