When I came home this evening I could hear the geese outside. I listened to them take off and fly away. Tonight, for some reason, the sound haunts me. Is it that I dread the coming winter? Does the flight of geese cause me to think of the cold and dark days of winter? It is still very much summer and I plan on enjoying it.
There is no real news to discuss. Nothing major happening in life. No gigantic changes about to occur. So, I guess I will just say... Until the next time please remember that I have to pay the bills