We knew it was going to happen. We just didn’t know it would happen so soon. Perhaps I knew.
The day would come when I wouldn’t complete the day’s mission or that I wouldn’t feel to post. Or both.
It is on an occasion such as this that I will leave you with the observations of someone else. However, before I do that I will say that although I failed to complete the day’s mission, I succeeded in spending a day that is in the spirit of this blog. It was productive and adventurous; I connected with new people with interesting lives, fascinating histories and fresh perspectives; and I shed tears of joy with a friend upon hearing her happy news. In summary, it was a day not ordinary. I think these are the best days. Goethe agrees.
“A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
An Idle Hand 