I drove to Lake Lavon, and sat in my car, and stared out across the face of the water.
I listened to the radio program Selected Shorts, in which an actor read the Nathaniel Hawthorne story about the people buried by the mountain. I saw something cross my way, and wondered if it were rabbit or illusion.
I heard yesterday from a fellow with whom I e mailed back and forth to help with some advice four years ago after he contacted me off a message board while he was trying to decide to leave science for patent law. Now he's finished with Cornell Law School, and at a huge firm in Boston. It's fun to see someone go from the brink of decision through to achievement. I like having a "long lens" in life--I see success in the future, and not just darkness ahead. I have yet to add more names to my work Christmas card list, to order Christmas gifts for two Arkansas nephews, and to get a bit of work done on this week's deadline. But I needed the rest today.