Walked the dog this morning and it occurred to me to forgive myself — not excuse, but forgive myself — for mistakes made when I was a teenager. Slowly I’ll find a way to work up to the present day. If I can suggest it: emulate this lesson. You’ll feel a self-imposed burden fall off of you. If you’ve wronged someone, you’ll still be on the hook, and take that as you will, but at least you’ll have freed yourself to take action.
My reward: tickets for April 8 at Camden Yards, Yanks vs. Orioles. The next day is Passover. Balling.
It’s going to be a fairly busy morning for me, so light posting, etc., as I seek to entangle myself in the tentacles of knowledge.