is a newly acquired charact- eristic of mine, so new, I hadn't bee aware of it until a couple of days ago when the Dell died on me. So I worried, and when I think of it, I am not sure what it is I worried about... Was it that endless stream of emails, coming from who knows where, most of the time, I feared not getting my share of? Or am I just a high-speed-wifi-web browsing junkie? A Facebook-cum-farmville addict?
Meanwhile, a journey is in the making, and how am I supposed to stay in touch with those I care about, as I get moving, home becoming a distant beacon, although close to the heart, until I am drawn back, if not with the magic connectivity of the net? Life is complicated, surprisingly unexpected, so we plan, and do, and wait for doors to open, for pathways to appear, for our destinies to unfold.
So do your thing, do you thing, from the heart, fearless, hopeful, the rest will come, the rest will come.
A whirlwind in a glass of water
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