Still Writing, Still Can't Pump Gas...
My D.C. trip was great by the way. I still fumbled with gas though - I forgot that you had to lift the thing up so the gas will come out! (hahaha!!) Thankfully, this nice lady at the next pump helped me out. And I only spent $10 on gas the whole weekend!
Anyway, I thought I would leave a little food for thought for the next few days. I'm sure I got it out of an issue of Oprah's magazine sometime last year. It is by W.H. Murray, a mountaineer.
Until one is committed there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation) there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never have otherwise occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. I have learned a deep respect for one of Goethe's couplets: "Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it! Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.