When one adventure after another leads you here…it’s not a bad day. Not a bad day at all when you realize plunked on a couch, at dusk while a lad and his guitar send tones my way. Initially wobbly but then an unexpected burst of bravery, he belts out his heart song and there I was on a journey just like I wrote about twenty some years ago. Me on a couch; He strumming his guitar…we in a moment and everyone else, well let’s hope the dish fairy sent them, cause we are stuck in a moment and I don’t have tidying up on my mind.