July 23rd, 2026

Here's what I'm thinking about today..

I feel pretty good today, but now at 3:25pm I am losing energy. I had to be an extrovert this morning. Draining.
Looking forward top spending a few hours reading tonight.
Was thinking today "why am I compelled to write?". I don't have an answer.
Is this true? When we are young we worry about how others see us. When we are old we think about being the person we really are, authentically.
I've had a really good career, and I'm proud of it. I'm proud to be part of the librarian profession.