Friday, December 21, 2018

Donne's Bell

Today is the shortest day of 2018. The sun rose later this morning and will set sooner this evening than it did on any other day for this entire year. 

 This time next week will be the start of the last weekend of a year that for me at least has seemed to be without end.  

 We're zeroing out accounts, taking balances, and fixating on the next wave of new projects, promises, and beginnings. Maybe a good point of departure.

There's just so many second chances. Why gamble on a less than sure thing?
-bill kenny
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