Sunday, November 28, 2010

661. Errant Strokes

Well into the night, I had some surprise conversation with a friend I had been missing. We're both suffering from a similar malady and it was good to reconnect. I'm recognising I often hastily and callously paint a canvass with the wrong emotional colors and that time eventually corrects such errant strokes. Even in these shortest of days, it is best to be optimist (and I am), even if not a very good one at times.

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Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Never married, liberal Democrat, born in 1960, opinionated but generally pleasant, member of the Episcopal Church. Graduate of Prestonia Elementary, Durrett High, and Spalding University; the first two now-closed Jefferson County Public Schools, the latter a very small liberal arts college in downtown Louisville affiliated with the Roman Catholic Sisters of Charity of Nazareth. My vocation and avocation is politics. My favorite pastime is driving the backroads of Kentucky and southern Indiana, visiting small towns, political hangouts, courthouses, churches, and cemeteries. You are welcome to ride with me sometime.