Sittin' Here in Limbo. Same Tune, New Words.

I'm waitin' up on Al.  I'm too sleepy to start a book, so I'm trolling "recently updated" on Typepad, and found Fork in the Road.  She even lives locally.

I wonder, if blogs were available in 1998, if I'd been as public.  Probably not.  But maybe so. 

She's a lot calmer than I was.