Bespoke Kegler's

Friday. Last one before yet another over-nighter to London, the Arsenal v. Barca match-up the impetus, though the job interview opportunities failed to pan out, sadly. Still, there is Cyprus. Country #35 (or 36 if you count landing in KL) and some new stories. Plus Twelfth Night and throw in a jaunt to Iceland too. And all in a matter of days that seems unreal, in a particularly strange way from this food court at the shopping center where you are about to go bowling (of all things).

Ah, the loneliness, at times. Remember that BNS look-a-like from Bell, the calm before another round of draft that will lead who knows where? It is going to be a good time away, I think. Time to reflect, and even chance encounters with two girls who have been on your mind these past four years. Wow time is marching on, eh? Or so it seems. What decisions will have been made by the 32nd, I wonder. Amazing the possibilities. For now, just have a good night. And come what may.