Just a quick little note to the wonder space before I watch Return of the Jedi and fall asleep with my glasses on (not wanting to miss a thing, of course).

At my sister's behest, I went and spent the majority of my awake time with my nephew and my sister. It's for a powerful and unknown reason (who says I can't be cryptic) and we needed to just hang out together today.

This summer it seems, has strengthened our relationship, as well as tested it. I won't bother rehashing my illness, I'll just say that it seemed to surprise me that we both have come and picked up the slack when the other needed it the most.

I don't know where I'm going with this. Maybe I'm just trying to send it out there and leave it at that. Of Course, I'm the one that has my pants on my head.


In closing, I would like to say that I've absorbed a penchant to listening to ancient Bruce Springsteen songs at night, and Carly Simon stuff while drinking coffee in the car, driving past fields, ready for a winter's sleep. Cyndi Lauper is saved for home, while Roch Voisine is in the car on my way to somewhere special.

Funny how those old things pop up again out of nowhere.
Aloha.