I finished For One More Day last night while trying ever so vainly to fall asleep. This book was a recent purchase for me, and I polished it off in 3 days (work included)!

The book was fantastic. It really hit home for me in a lot of ways and, as much as I enjoyed taking it all in, I also took in a lot of things that I wasn’t expecting to face. Several times throughout the book, I’d put the book down and get trapped with my emotions… some of which I don’t like to see and which I try to keep under control. In some ways, it was a real eye opener and, in other ways, it was a real slap in the face. No wonder I couldn’t put it down!

Things are actually changing because of this book. And I know that it’s just a piece of fiction but, when I read, I really try to read. You know how people say that you should “let the book read you” and all that and, as weird or psycho as it sounds, I try to do it. And I know how silly it is for me to start changing my life after I read a book, even though I knew that I had to make those changes all along. But, what can I say? I’m dumb.

Needless to say, I have become so impressed with Mitch Albom’s writing that I have decided to get more of his books. I’m really torn between getting them now (so that I can pay the US price and read them NOW!), or later (so I don’t have to worry about bringing them home in suitcases already too small for what I have here). Hmmm.

I think I’ll perform at Blackforest 2007. And with that performance, I can close out the chapter of my life that was St. Paul’s. Presently, I am feeling something low-key… I’m envisioning a couple of acoustic guitars and a few harmonies here and there over a small handful of songs; I don’t think I have the time to do anything more grandiose than that. I was considering going solo, but having a second guitar up there really adds to the fullness of the music, ya know?
Stay tuned!

There are few people from whom you want to hear “I’ve made a huge mistake.” Very high up on this list could be your barber/hairstylist.

While the man cutting my hair did not say those exact words, he said things to the same effect to me today. Somehow, in our polite banter, we seemed to have had a gross misunderstanding. I asked to cut one inch off all around. He heard that I wanted one inch all around. It was not until I was feeling the cool air on the top of my head did we realize the error.
Thankfully, my hair was not ultra long to start, so the difference, while noticeable, is not going to really matter in a few weeks when my hair should grow out again. This haircut could have suited me better in the summertime, but it’s still thirteen degrees here (ya, that’s right!) and even when it does get colder, the less hair means more toque friendliness.

I am presently finding it a bit curious that this had to happen one day after I declared how content I was in life. A mere 4 hours ago, very little could have knocked me off from my euphoric outlook on life. And, I am pretty sure that even this will not knock me off. I realized that, ultimately, it’s just hair and it will grow back. More importantly, I am learning (sometimes the hard way like today) to not be a slave to fashion or vanity. So, thank you, Tim, for reminding me today.