It looks like its going to rain tonight. I haven't seen a forecast, but the western sky looks ominous. Cindy is covered with a blanket and sipping from a cup of hot tea. Kate is trying to sand the finish on her bike. I am trying to work on my creative tendencies here on the computer, before Kate takes the remote card up to her room and removes the computer from one of my possible modes of creativity.
Now Kate wants me to accompany her on a walk around the track. So I will end this writing fairly soon and put my sleeping pants and t-shirt back on the bed and put on some athletic gear and drive over to the track.
We all need exercise. Only Kate and I will grasp the horse by the reins and go on to the track.
I am fifty two. My life is on the downward cycle. I feel like I should be floating on my own toward the ultimate goals. But I don't feel like I am floating at all. There are some items taken care of. There are some things which are so right. But there is no float.
About Me
- TBAYNHAMIII
- I was born in Kentucky, though my parents had been living in Knoxville before my birth. My mother's mother lived across the street from the hospital in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, which was convenient. I moved around quite a bit when I was young, but ended up in Georgia. I like to read and write and love food and drink way too much. I have a funny wife and daughter who has finished her batchelor's degree and is living with her grandmother in North Atlanta and studying advertising. I sometimes wonder what life would have been like if I had not gone to law school. Regrets come and go with the seasons.
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