Dawn

Across the Atlantic, revellers await the sun in Oxford and the angelic voices from atop Magdalen tower, as you lie restless a world away pondering spontaneous journeys and what's next. Taxes filed a few days ago on the 26, ironically the exact day chosen in 2006 as well. Depressing timeframe for the loan payback, but otherwise there is still financial room for whatever is desired, within reason, I suppose.

Wonder what it will be... A few glorious spots ahead - of weddings and following Hemingway's footsteps through Paris and my own through the centre of Brussells, from Niagara's Falls to the Grand Canyon. But always the broader breakthrough goads, on daily walks and at the bottom of unconscious TFI. And someday, the lightening will strike again, until one fine morning, off we shall go to the races again.

I know I speak the words often. I need do so, to keep the sentiments conspicuous. All in good time, and surely that time is coming. Krapp's second tape is approaching, and shall be recorded hilariously during an all day and night sponsored TFI on George's island. I don't know about the 3rd, but the 4th shall most certainly be recorded in exotic lands. Between the pyramids and great wall? As the last picture and the Cake song say: "perhaps"