Let the Burnout Be a Burial...
...all that needs to be loosened and lost.
Odd start to my 54th year, this is.
“May the 4th Be With You”, cracks me up every spin around the sun, as I nod to those who know me not and yet celebrate the particular day of my birth.
Soooo much celebrating, that it rolls over into Cinco de Mayo - cervesa and CHEERS!!! WOO HOO!!!!
Just yesterday I pondered the who, where, what and why of my time to come with an absolute treasure-friend…and remarked that “new territory” now means mind-blowing unimagined terrain that has expanded to waaaayyy past planets and time zones.