November 16, 2002

  • Yesterday I got carded while buying a six-pack of beer.  LOL


    But instead of producing my license, I pulled out my Passport, very-official U.S.-type.  The cashier was like..."ok..."  Ha...I kinda look like a grungy Chuck Norris in the photo.


    Why a passport?  I'm getting ready for an overseas trip at the end of the year to encompass the Holiday season and I'm 'gearing up', so to speak, by assembling and utilizing the accoutrements.  I figure if I can go about life here for a month or so carrying my passport around without losing it, my chances of losing it there will be greatly reduced since I'll be used to handling/keeping track of it.


    Oh, by the way, me voy a Panama.  Not the capital city much, but mostly the interior. To places where few tourists are found: pristine beaches, small towns, and jungle.


    Yes. I'm returning to my warrior-stomping grounds where I used to run as a wild man under three-layered canopy.


    And this morning, as I showered, I had a vision.  I visualized, as I usually do, myself running--again, it's part of the process of 'gearing up' for me to visualize a run start-to-finish, that is, to 'see myself through' to completion.  But in this vision this morning in the shower, while I disappeared running into the Panamanian interior, I didn't see myself re-emerge.  That leaves me still running--I think.  I hate when visions do that: leave you in the middle of something.  So I'm hoping for a Running Vision 2--the Sequel, soon.  Or am I being subtly informed that I need to submit myself once again to the wilderness before I can envsion my way out?

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