Time to get back to my studies and exercise. I had been waiting for someone who had said he'd like to wade through Ideas Have Consequences with me, but I don't think it's going to happen. I get to start over, Alone Again Naturally.

  I've finished memorizing She Walks In Beauty, by Lord Byron, and now I'm beginning If, by Kipling, with my 10-year-old student. I want him to have these words of wisdom in his head forever, and it's about time I put them in mine.

  I keep thinking that it should look more apparent to the world that I'm accomplishing things. "What are you up to these days?"  - "Oh, so much! Thinking a lot. Memorizing poetry. Writing some, too. Reading some profound books."      ......... Awkward. People want to see physical results. Dollars and cents. Or at least the Great American Novel.   I see myself changing, growing up, adopting wiser ways of seeing things. But that stuff doesn't show up in everyday interaction with the folks about town. Boo.