Year 1, 26Sep11

Another birthday has come and gone for me. Quiet. Unassuming. I was attending a two-day meeting in Delaware with a commercial partner. I had dinner that evening just outsider of Philly with a colleague and a consultant we are using. No fanfare. No hoopla. Friends kicked down on the 'book all day. It felt kinda nice. When I returned home later that week, Cathie and Jasmine gave me 'The Face' before heading out on a 3 night Mother/Daughter camping trip with a couple of Jasmine's friends. Home...alone. No fanfare. No hoopla. No cake or ice cream. Just me. Don't get me wrong, I love 'The Face'. Cathie and I saw this artist about 1 year ago at a ceramics art expo in SF. She made several creations of similar nature. Some were rabbit faces...1 was this one. By the time I went back to purchase 'The Face', it had been sold. There is something about it, the determined look, the goggles, something which still draws me. It has dovetails nicely with a book I have been reading called The Host by Stephanie Meyer. I guess she is the creator of the Twilight vampire series. The main character in this book shares the body with another conscious form the previous person. Kinda like two people within the same brain. Sharing yet separate. Feeling yet detached. It's a good story and I'd suggest you read it. It is not like the Twilight series. I have often thought as I have read more, if Alicia's soul is in a new host. What experiences she is feeling. What memories does she have of us...if any at all.