A third of a year. I never thought I’d be thinking in terms of months and years. Woot!

I drove a little tonight but it’s been slow so I decided to give it a rest. Besides, my last fare was a lady from Massachusetts. I spent my formative years there so we had plenty to talk about. She was really cool. It’s nice to end the night on a good note. I’m learning to enjoy the them instead of wallowing in the dissonance. We need more good notes in the world. Someday I suppose ….