Got a notice from the Flint Hills Review today. They've accepted "Into the Sunset." Kind of surprised it took so long to find a home, but then again not. Happy about the acceptance. Means I can move on to other pieces.
A lot on my mind. Will leave Friday for my father's funeral. So numb I can't even find the words to talk about it. Maybe that's best. All I know is, make the most of what's ahead because, in time, there'll be no ahead.
Discovered I've misplaced my fly vest. Can't believe it. First time that's ever happened, and all I can hope is that it's buried somewhere in the garage. Gotta mount a full-fledged search once I get back from Albuquerque.