Day# 2685

Oct 15, 2009

Or 7 years, 4 months, 6 days.

And I'm thinking of this because a pal at work decided he's had enough staring at grey cubicle walls. He's out. Off into the wild blue yonder to become a helicopter pilot in Alaska, or Hawaii, or somewhere. Or not. Who knows. "It's a great big world out there. What am I waiting for?"

Very good question.

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