Tip of the Quill: A Journal
From the lake.

This is the first entry I’ve tried to post typed on my Treo, so forgive the stilted nature of the writing. I wound up taking most of the day off and walking around Evanston, finally winding up here on the beach, staring out at the lake. I’m thinking a lot today about people, and school this fall, and relationships, and money, and all the stuff that usually gives a man headaches. I’ll be fine soon enough, but right now I’m good for little else than sitting here and staring out at the water.