I've been busy lately. It's a very good thing: I don't have time for much contemplation of Heaven and Hell when I'm trying to decide which pair of khakis to buy at the Gap. I do, sometimes, anyway, though. It's a long drawn habit that I have, to cogitate on larger things — things, really, that are too large for me. I probably should square myself on what things are going on around me than what are miles above and below me, so to speak. What was that Duran Duran song saying, now? "But I won't cry for yesterday / There's an ordinary world / Somehow I have to find / And as I try to make my way / To the ordinary world / I will learn to survive" — yeah, that was it. How I searched for that, back when... I have a piece of it, now, a good hunk of an ordinary world, an ordinary life. It's better than it sounds, trust me — I've seen the alternative.
