Just another day

In Minneapolis. Spring has sprung, and therefore allergy season is upon us. I'm sicky, and I don't like it.

It was my surrogate brother's birthday - wait - is it the 25th? Not the 20th? Who knows... Regardless, I'm drawn to thinking about my friend and missing him being close - I think a breakfast meeting is called for here. Is Siobhan on track?

Last night at hypnosis, I had a revelation. And the most important part is that this "revelation" isn't that much of a revelation at all...

Horses. That's my bag, baby.

I'm lucky enough to have "one thing." Honestly, it always comes back to horses.

I'll make millions, or at least feel like millions. I will. And I won't forget the darling buds of May that got me there...

S.