Overheard an absolutely wonderful conversation at the busstop, this fellow talking about how he once flew into a thunderstorm, only to find absolute calm in the dead center of it. And when they reached the outer wall of the storm once more, all hell erupted and everyone, or almost everyone, cried and prayed to God. Himself, by his account, thought it rather amusing, even. Great, great story. Eavesdropping remains a favorite passtime, I get so much out of this, it’s ridiculous. ~~~ Don’t wanna go into the production. Blocking out my everyday life until it’s done. ~~~ I will not falter and I will not fail. ~~~ Tomorrow Wednesday. Am hoping for a quiet day.