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Edward Meinert and some random notes.

. . .I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. . .I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. . .You learn to take life as it comes at you. . .

. . .to make each day count.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Piano man.

Music. Songs that bring back memories or are gateways to new ones.


Cocktails and Conversation. Remembering those last words and reflecting on why they matter.


Stories, Walks and that last phone call. Consistency -- a very good thing.

Posted by Edward Meinert at 3:04 PM

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