Home Sweet Home

December 26, 1998


Sometimes the moment seems to last forever. The holidays have been enjoyed and much needed. I gave with a generous heart but it was for the right reasons, not because of obligation. One more year until the turn of the century. I can’t wait. Next year’s New Year’s Eve will be unforgettable. Just imagine all the hype about the end of the world. It’s going to be total insanity. I love it. I don’t want to jinx myself but things seem to be getting better. I’m feeling happy again and excited about the future. Man, I have so many dreams and ideas, it’s just a matter of acting on them. Once again, the virus has been planted. I have reached the halfway point in a period of seven months and hopefully after the next five months a new book will be born. For the past year I have not been able to see the likes of those mountains that I speak so highly of. This will be corrected. Soon. The thought of being on the road forever is outrageous and tempting, but it is nice to have a place to call home. My home will be in the mountains by a beach that overlooks the desert that lies just beyond a tropical forest.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist