This missive used to be broadcast on public television stations. I was often at home; my mother was sound asleep. It seemed strange in a freaky way, and I can’t explain why. I really didn’t like news bulletins, which were about assassinations which were commonplace back in the days of wagon trains.

11:00 p.m. It feels like 8:00 p.m. Although I am very tired. All the animals are now in their respective enclosures. This includes the goats who went into their space willingly once I rounded them up.

I didn’t go riding today. I just continued to work in the former banquet room of the historic Eagle Hotel. I arrived there at 9:30 a.m. and left at 8:30 p.m. I didn’t stop all day. There was just so much to do – it began and ended with my stamping innumerable books.

I had a dream about my non-paying job. Now I don’t remember it. But I remember feeling unsure of myself, which isn’t often the case in real life. I generally feel confident about the choices that I make. Being the founder, I’m the one in charge. Most defer to me most of the time. Some do not, to which I say p-tooey.

I do sometimes wonder if I wasn’t in charge, if I’d do this job for free. And I do wonder if I was younger and hell bent on being a writer if I would have taken this job on. It is a lot to wonder about.

So many books and so little time. I have been mulling over the thought of sending more books to Kenya or someplace overseas. Kenya would be easiest because we have a footprint. So in a few days I will make calls and see if shippers would again be receptive to sending these books gratis.

I sometimes feel as though this project is a house of cards, with a fan blowing air on the whole lot. Then I tell myself, well if the house blows over, I will say it was a good ride and go back to riding horses full time.

I would go to Northern New Mexico and take up residence in an area with lots and lots of horse trails. It is, of course, always good to have a plan.

If Pete wasn’t aiding and abetting me, I would have abandoned this gig a long time ago. There is no way I would do this. He seems to be as obsessed as I am, but he does a better job of hiding it from the general public.

And so why do I dream about getting a puppy? I would take her with me everywhere and train her in this fashion. She is going to have to find me and Pete because otherwise, it won’t be kismet. Kismet. This is going to be her name. And oh, she must have a tail.

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