I got home too late to post this one. 

In the morning I watched Sherlock, then I took the dogs out. I hadn’t done that in a while. Walks are always so refreshing. I thought of my life and my work, in particular, underachieving. Is there still time to change that? If I’m lucky and life stretches out before me forty to fifty more years, there really still is a lot of room for enlightenment. 

How do I muster the conviction?