Extracts from a writer's diary, January 2026 2/1/26 ' verba volant scripta manent'. Spoken words fly away, written words remain. Perhaps writing will bring peace, or clarity, or hope. Perhaps we deserve all three. 3/1/26 How lucky am I to still have so much to do? 5/1/26 There are parts of me, on dark and lonely nights, that fears I'll never get there. But I will. My dreams are not just dreams. They are journeys, pursuits, directions. It will take time. That's ok. I'm allowed