Could it be? After a long, hard winter, could the snow possibly be melting? After a short-fuse proposal, could the day job finally be calming down a little? After a flat tire and bad sway bar bushings, could Wendy’s car be almost fixed? After losing my mojo, could I be on the verge of finding a new one? Man, I sure hope so. But I guess time will tell. All that really matters, for now, is that I’m loving the sun, the snow melt, the proposal completion, and other events that seem to suggest the presence of at least a very faint light at the end of this doggone dark tunnel. Fingers crossed that the light I’m seeing isn’t the headlight of a locomotive speeding toward me. See you soon.
Books by Robert Jeschonek