I spent four hours with my family today. My cousin’s little girl just turned one year–and we all gathered in Denver. It’s nice when this time of year rolls around. I get to see my family so often. Thanksgiving. Birthdays. Christmas. New Years. It’s great. It’s exhausting but it’s nice to keep up with everybody. There are suddenly so many young children in my family. I can’t help but wonder when I will have the young child at the party.
This evening needs to be spent on two things. I need to write my 1,000 words. I also want to start reading “The Road” by Cormac McCarthy. So, before I go, I am going to leave you with one of the better poems from my early teenage years.