Each morning I wait for the various parts of my life to come together. This time of year it's remembering the first summer out of High School in '68. It's getting ready for another strenuous day of retirement. It's wondering about some things in Atlanta 1974. It's wondering how I need to quit drinking so many fraps at Starbucks. It's doing my morning exercise. It's wondering how to get out of this corner I've painted myself into. It's HELLO WORLD! How you doin? Time to go out and be somebody. It's not too late. May it all come together finally.