Three Cups and Not a Sip More

The steady hum of the air conditioner, the slightly tilted slight sway of the window shades, a few lone candles amidst the dark lit night sky of greater Boston and my long and lonesome, untouched blog. "To Tyler - I don't read much. So when I give a book away please read." You my friend will most surely recognize the setting to the left and were once again, right. The book is captivating and is striking chords long dead or until now, untouched. Perhaps we could walk together through the last few months...or take a stroll down random thought lane? A gander at the perplexities of the past, future, or unsolved issues of the cosmos of our lives? Maybe I'll just tell you about a girl (the basis of most movies, songs, and any great plays). If Helen of Troy's face launched a thousand ships than this girl's smile alone lights up the million and more twinkling stars in the night sky! She likewise recommended the Three Cups and it's amazing how two people can share such similar and yet different experiences, live in such proximity and yet be so far, get equally and separately touched and then become drawn together in such a mysterious, artistic, and miraculous way. You begin to wonder if someone elsewhere is pulling the strings...

The night is getting late...therefore, this remains a first post in a long drawn out saga of first posts in a long time. I cannot promise more to come but I can offer you a hope. I'm slowly in the process of creating a new blog and in that attempt you may yet have to wait for more posts. But, be hopeful, for what else do you have?