I have moved from a shop where my soul was buried beneath possessions of great interest. It was the 6th time that this happened within fifty years. The moves have grown progressively worse because of the nuances that occur in greater number each time. There is no end game to this last one yet. My family and I are in the plan. My fervant wish is to be given the chance to produce art works,(jewelry, music, & graphics). While the clock ticks I am in a state of recovery waiting for the opportunity to put some energy into a new piece. I hope the exuberance always remains present.