Quick Dave Update #2

Sarah and I are up in Vermont for a few weeks, here. Back in Steeplebush for the first time in two years or so. Feels like old times: traveling up and down the route between our house and the Vogelzang's house about fifteen times a day. It's funny how places can mess with your mind; at times I feel 27, the father of two children (not too hard to forget these days!), etc. Then, I'll be standing in my old bedroom, opening the closet or something, and bam--I might as well be twelve or seventeen in that moment. Also makes you think of all the changes that have come (or come and gone) since I was last living in this place. The jobs I've had, the schools I've attended, the marriage, the kids, the dog. No, wait, scratch the dog. Just got carried away with the momentum of it all, you know?

I see from the "contributers" section that this is (theoretically) being read by "The Other Brownes". Hi Adam! Hi Renee! Hope you two are doing well!

I have more to say, but my brain feels miles away from my eyes, and its seeming to move in an erraticly sized and paced counter-clockwise orbit back there in la la land. Or is it my eyes, moving in a clockwise orbit up here in al al land? Have I gone completely nuts? Most likely. It's just what seems to be happening. Seriously though; that's how it feels. And it feels like my brain is a piece of meatloaf to boot. I'm really tired, and I should go to bed (manifestly so, yes?).