I’ve got the feeling that a lot of people are now looking to the end of summer here in the mid-latitudes of the northern hemisphere.  But I just ran my 5+ miles in Dreamland in honest-summer stride and now continue to enjoy a perfect summer evening R&R-ing on a sun-smirched hillside and so happy to be alive.  In other words, it’s all good in the hood.

You know, I do some of my clearest thinking while running.  I really do.  My senses grow sharper, my memory gets keener, my sympathetic affections surge, and my synthetic pragmatism outs.

I’ve been meaning to say something but thought it might be taken in the wrong way.  But now I’ve realized there is no wrong way.  There’s only the way you choose and choose to respond.  Learn or die.  Experience or experiment.

So…it  occurs to me, from my own experience, that woman are always right.

And men are always wrong.

But wondering is beautiful.  And everyone enjoys a good song.