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How fruitless to be ever thinking yet never embrace a thought... to have the power to believe and believe it's all for naught. I, too, have reckoned time and truth (content to wonder if not think) in metaphors and meaning and endless patterns of ink. Perhaps a few may find their way to the world where others live, sharing not just thoughts I've gathered but those I wish to give. Tom Kapanka

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By Grace, I'm a follower of Christ. By day, I'm a recently retired school administrator; by night (and always), I'm a husband and father (and now a grandfather); and by week's end, I sometimes find myself writing or reading in this space. Feel free to join in the dialogue.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Sometimes a break from life's normal "patterns" is needed and good.

After a brief hiadus far away and a week of "catching up" on important things with the student body, things are almost back to normal. Who knows I might even sleep well tonight (something that hasn't happened since returning to Eastern Standard Time).

I hope to continue the "Unsettled" series this weekend.
Thanks for your patience. Chapter 21 is on the way.

posted by .Tom Kapanka | 10:18 PM

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