I just said good-bye to two good friends who spent the past 2.5 hours on my front porch with me, sharing pipe smoke, Jameson’s, and solid conversation. It was a nice capper to a day that’s been pretty awesome so far, but I’ll have to save those details until at least another day or so.
It’s a pretty clear indicator to me that writing isn’t at the top of my list of priorities when having a good day means less writing. I’m still working on being consistent, though, so here’s my typed-up entry for today. It’s quite possible I’ll have more to write tomorrow. Perhaps even the post-mental-digestion of topics I discussed with my buddies this evening.
Whatever, I’m just padding the word count at this point, so I’ll peace-out for tonight.