It has been a while — three weeks exactly — since the last post here. I haven’t been idle, though; quite the opposite. I reached three-score-and-ten last fall and have taken it as a mile-marker indicating it’s time to get some stuff done.
I hibernated through the winter, but now that spring has arrived, I’m out of my sleepy cave and roaming around organizing things, getting rid of other things, keeping appointments, and (gulp) spending money.
But this Friday Notes edition has a tiny significance that demands my attention.
A single line from a blog post I read got me wondering if maybe (just maybe) the answer to a key quantum question has been figuratively lurking under our noses all along.
I think we all agree 2020 has been, as the curse puts it, an “interesting” year. Going into it, I had intentions about making changes. Most fell by the wayside due to COVID-19; I still haven’t taken the bus to watch the St. Paul Saints play. Or the bus-light rail combo to Target Field.
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