… by me. So, I have dreamed of sitting in some free wi-fi sphere and banging away on these keys for quite some time. It’s not just to write that I have craved, but to stop and watch, to listen. The time to dream of impractical things escaped my grasp for almost a year. Here I sit, 11:36 am, unshaven with the crusty stuff that the night makes still in my eyes and the love for a lazy morning in my heart. I am late to talk of health care, socialism and even oil spills. I’ll start with today. It’s a novel idea that I have been considering for the last year: start with today. I wish that I could say that I have mastered this as simply as my fingers have typed it out, but I am going to try. Today, I am humbled by grace that has allowed me to arrive here. Today, I am enamored with my wife. Today, I realized that I have made it in South Carolina for three years and I still don’t talk with a twang. I’ll start with today.