It's been raining for too long. Not that I don't love the rain, I do. The rain may in fact be one of my favorite pieces of "the Lord's Work." Some people see it no differently than personal pain and suffering, or, if a drought lasts long enough you can go watch farmers dance in the rain, caking the fresh dusty mud on top of their boots. The mud you can peel off and flop on the office floor. I fit somewhere in the middle.
Big day. One of those days that may or may not change too much in your life. A day that will, undoubtably, lead to a good night.
Contact is a strangeness. People often say that networking is the only way of the world. They say, "get by with a little help from my friends," or "it's not what you take, it's whose hand you shake." Same thing. All true.
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Congratulations, again, and maybe next time we can do a rain dance in the parking lot, where there isn't much mud to flop off indoors. It has been awhile since I've danced in the rain, and I would like to do it with you.
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