With the arrival of 2020, I woke up to the memory of conversations from the previous year.
Someone who customarily trusted the written word to help me find out what I was thinking, what I wanted to say, what I needed to say -- I had composed not a single blog entry in a year.
There is no 2019 on the Writing Cabin.
On the other hand, I accepted a number of invitations for significant conversation.
Here's what I sounded like on one of those occasions.
Feel free to listen.
I guess I'm back.