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Dialogue with my muse |
It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense.~ Mark Twain JOE: Good afternoon Calliope. CALLIOPE: Good afternoon Joe. Out of bed a bit late aren't we? JOE: I've been up but not functioning on all cylinders. CALLIOPE: Are you ailing? JOE: I don't think so. Perhaps it is the change in my routine. I got back to the gym on a regular basis this week and worked three days in a row. CALLIOPE: So you are still adjusting to being back in the real world? JOE: I suppose I am. I didn't think it would be that much of a change. CALLIOPE: You're not getting any younger. JOE: The old gray mare and all that. CALLIOPE: Well said. JOE: I also have my column, blogs and a new writing project to fit in. Maybe it's time to consolidate. CALLIOPE: Perhaps so. JOE: Talk with you tomorrow. |