just like old times

way back when i used to babble (and how i loved the flow only i seemed to be able to follow even as i longed for someone else to follow along and share everything) and i was just starting to branch out again (and make jokes about cartography, no less, aye?) and i begged for more attention (or confused my dear readers) by slipping links into rambling run on sentences like this and the few who noticed (and hung in there) and those of you who've been around forever (who wrote the very first song, really?... no, it was not barry manilow either) smiled with me in the wee hours of the night (with or without acknowledgment, if but for a profound moment, even), i loved the feeling the babbling inspired... and tonight i revisited a moment of babble and found myself adding to it as i used to do back then... perhaps that is how we evolve...

meanwhile, a 5k is less than seven hours away, followed closely by a softball game, and today was a very busy day on my feet unpacking boxes and doing laundry and cleaning the house and washing the car and hanging with jackson and having fun and even tossing some catharsis in, so i would be wise to head to bed and attempt to get some sleep if the babbler will allow (and the peanut gallery cackles and giggles and smirks and nyuks and narfs, at least)...

and i so miss you tonight :)