tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post4367610250873042187..comments2024-03-18T22:38:47.298-04:00Comments on Books, Inq. — The Epilogue: Just some thoughts ...Frank Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18410473158808750903noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post-90131964850934887732011-12-05T11:16:07.609-05:002011-12-05T11:16:07.609-05:00To my mind one and all ought to look at this.To my mind one and all ought to look at this.www.muebles-en-avila.comhttp://www.muebles-en-avila.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178279.post-35410941783552867122011-11-01T10:40:28.737-04:002011-11-01T10:40:28.737-04:00Following my own recent brushes with illness and n...Following my own recent brushes with illness and near-death, the unknown isn't what causes me anxiety. I'm very comfortable most of the time with Mystery.<br /><br />What causes me anxiety, and creates a certain level of impatience with many things, is the feeling that I have so much more that I want to get done in the limited time that I have. I worry sometimes I might not get it all done. (Whatever it is. That menu varies.) It's a selfish feeling, I suppose, as no one but me really cares what more music and art I might produce. It's just that I want to do as much as I can with the time I have left, and I don't want to waste any of that time on useless drama. <br /><br />It IS hard to articulate, I agree. I wonder if any of that made sense to anyone but me. LOL<br /><br />Your friend Wendy sounds like someone well worth knowing.Art Durkeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07463180236975988432noreply@blogger.com