All is well. No interesting mail. My rolly suitcase is looking forward to settling down in the closet where it's dark and comfortable and resting its wheels for a while. I am looking forward, maybe, to getting started trying to accomplish things, trying, like my friend's ninth-graders, to be my best self all the time.
Speaking of which: Soliel Moon Frye, aka Punky Brewster, has named her first child Poet. Poet Rose Sienna Goldberg. I can't decide whether my approval (go poets!) or disapproval (ridiculous!) is stronger.
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I guess Soleil Moon Frye couldn't just name her kid Jane. At least it's not Moxie CrimeFighter.
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