This evening, I realized the thoughts I have are not known to others. For more than 50 years, I’ve had an ongoing dialogue that I only recently realized was internal. Part of the reason for the retarded response to this realization is because I’ve been working in journalism, one of the fields where the internal dialogue may have a chance to burst upon the external.
There are a few close friends and colleagues, either exposed intentionally or otherwise, who have been exposed to this mindstream. They have, on the whole, been supportive and often curious.
Tonight, this revelation has confirmed the reason for getting these internal musings into the wild.
My hope, my plan is to provide daily musings. Many of these may relate to my daily commute along Highway 169 in Tulsa, Okla. I appreciate comments and dialogue.
Pax,
Kurt
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