One of Thirteen

Will always have a special meaning for me.

Editor’s Note: This is a post I wrote Wednesday morning about 10:00 am, with the exception of one small edit which I made Thursday morning (noted below). I’m not writing this post to elicit any comments, criticisms, or support … Of me or others. In fact, I’m not sure I’ll ever publish this post. But…

I’m in the midst of a trial …. ugh …. It’s dragging on …. And on …. Which has wrecked tremendous havoc on the rest of my schedule ….. This trial won’t finish until Thursday …. if I’m lucky ….. Friday I have to be in two different courts …… at 8:30 a.m. …… Oh…

This is Laura (left) and Kenna (right). This picture was taken by me right outside the theatre after the Blue Man Group show and just before we started this 3,864 mile walk around the theatre district trying to find a place to eat and drink. I know the exact distance we walked because for 3,863.9…

Almost two weeks of Isolation and Withdrawal … Is coming to a close. Since my day of desperation … I’ve talked to hardly no one other than clients, Shaft and Singer. Work … private reflection … work … food binges … work … mall runs … work. Lots of staring at the walls. Lots of…

And this … Is why despite how hard it is sometimes to hold on … You should never let go of the ladder. Remember how last week I had to dodge out of this year’s annual golf outting, and how I told my friend Coffee the real reason why I couldn’t commit to going this…