Saturday, July 14, 2018

I Never Found the Time

I retired a little more than two weeks ago with enormous trepidation because I spent so much of my life making a living I feared I would have no idea how to live.

 This is from an outing with the love of my life one afternoon earlier this week.

Either Johnathan or Steven I always forget which
Same outing, same afternoon, same love of my life.

I love where the water meets the sky
As it happened, there was only one living thing being crabby and, (surprise!) it wasn't me. 


I think I'm starting to get the hang of this life is for living stuff. Seriously.
-bill kenny
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