Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.


The flight went much, much better than I thought it would. Thank god. And the goddess. Thank the sweet baby Jesus, and Ganesh and Laxsmi. Let's throw in Allah and Buddha and everyone else out there in diety- and prophet-land. I owe much in offerings and prayers. Because the flight went just fine. In fact it was quite pleasant.