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4/11/99
Another beginning.
As the poster that hangs on my living room wall says: Time is a whisper.

I guess you could say I'm very accustomed to new beginnings ... to adapting a fresh existence out of the remnants of my old life. Once again, I'm trying to "turn it all around" and make sense from the chaos of my life. And sure-as-shootin', sooner or later I'll drift away and find myself distracted to the point of ... well ... distraction. Still, I'm determined to give it a shot. As I sit here in front of my computer, I'm staring at the poster on my wall:
Time is a whisper:
Rippling with soft urgency
Between now and then.
More than a glimpse
And less than a stare,
A feather's touch
With a sledgehammer blow:
Time is a whisper.

I guess you could say I'm too accustomed to new beginnings, straining to hear the right time.

PAST

PRESENT

COMING UP TOMORROW:
"Nothing to do with Sosa's first home-run of the season..."

FUTURE


			4/11/99 Another beginning. As the poster that hangs on my living room wall says: Time is a whisper.
			I guess you could say I'm very accustomed to new beginnings ... to adapting a fresh existence out of the remnants of my old life. Once again, I'm trying to "turn it all around" and make sense from the chaos of my life. And sure-as-shootin', sooner or later I'll drift away and find myself distracted to the point of ... well ... distraction. Still, I'm determined to give it a shot. As I sit here in front of my computer, I'm staring at the poster on my wall: Time is a whisper: Rippling with soft urgency Between now and then. More than a glimpse And less than a stare, A feather's touch With a sledgehammer blow: Time is a whisper. I guess you could say I'm too accustomed to new beginnings, straining to hear the right time.
	PAST

	PRESENT
	PRESENT		COMING UP TOMORROW: "Nothing to do with Sosa's first home-run of the season..."
	FUTURE