Glad it's Friday.  The weather is warm and threatening rain.  Im getting rady to walk in the windy overcast late afternoon.  Listening to Michael Hedges play Bensusan on the guitar.  Wishing I was in a tent on the Ouchita National Forest now.  Swimming in the last cool days of springtime.  Thats about a 4 hours drive north of here though.  I doubt I will be going there this year.  The memories of such outings are as often as not more pleasant than the actual experience -- like so many things.  Sometimes I live for the memory of things as much as for the things itself.