Top of the morning to the Reonuts family, it is a glorious day indeed and one that should not be taken for granted. Is it because that big, bright, orange ball compliments the cloudless azure sky? Nay, there are many days that bring forth such visual serenity. Is it the hint of coolness in the air that previews the quickly approaching fall season replete with festive holidays and the promise of good cheer? One would think not since it is as repetitive in our lives as celebrating a day of birth.
Does the gloriousness of the day stem from the ability to take up a Reo, a model of individual choice and be cloaked with self-satisfaction as we bask in the knowledge that we have successfully defeated the ravages of smoking addiction? No, for it is our inner willpower, our desire, for what ever reason that we sought out the helping hand of the Reo to achieve our goal.
No, my friends, it is not a day to be celebrated for all it's glory for these tangible and self-evident factors, no, not at all, the cause for unabashed, reckless, even irrational celebration is much deeper than that. It is on par with the deep, abided appreciation for life itself, the anticipation of an event that gives us the greatest joy. For each of us it is a different reason to celebrate and for each of us we'll reach a personal level of joy. For me, this day brings forth a joy unmatched by any ever experienced;
TODAY IS MY LAST DAY IN THIS GODFORSAKEN FLATLAND STATE!
At 4:30 in the morning I shall head northwest to the great and glorious state of Colorado and I shall be eternally grateful.
(If my stupid truck doesn't break down again.)
May you all find peace and joy in your own way... as a matter of fact if you know a woman named Joy, give her my number.
Jack
. Long day. Home ownership can be a ..... sometimes.
Going to have to get it.
