I am on a “bumpy ride.” Almost home. The flight to Denver was a turbulent one. I almost did not get on this plane to Colorado Springs. I almost got off after the pilot announced it would be a bumpy ride. I think of all the friends in Denver who
I do not watch television. I do not own a tv. If I watch tv, it shall never be in the daytime. If it is in the daytime, it is only because I’m sick. These are my rules. The medium stresses me out. I hold my breath when in suspense.