And I am listening to Critters Buggin whilst reading Siddhartha. Trippy.
Liff is goot.
On a serious note, I plan to hit the bed early tonight and work some more on my letters for Cornell early in the AM tomorrow. I am nervous, but I must do. I saw Finding Neverland this weekend and it made me cry. Serious all-out bawling. I hope never again to after a movie ask someone "So what'd you think?" unless I also ask them "So what'd you feel?"
Like Peter, I'm trying, Daddy. Have patience and keep your faith in me.