Wednesday, November 30, 2005
My brother John is in the wild world of Seattle. As wild to me as Texas must be to others. Half a country away. It must be nice, and I hope that it is. I get jealous of family and friends when they travel to far flung lands. Happy for them, but jealous. Sometimes I think it must be my destiny, unfulfilled, to see the world. For now I must content myself with its views and vistas through loved-ones' eyes. Wherever you are today I hope you are where you want to be.