Hard to believe I've been in Maine for almost a full day. Got home around 2am local time last night, and got some quality sleep in once I grabbed a bite to eat. It's been a quiet day; ran a few errands, caught up on some correspondence, read for a while, and next thing I know it's ten-thirty, and I'm exhausted and ready for some more sleep. Where did the day go? And speaking of that, where have the past two months gone??? Tomorrow I plan on getting out of the house and doing some writing in the afternoon... maybe it's time to close this journal for good.