i feel stuck.  i'm not stuck.  i just feel stuck.  i've made a promise to myself to become alfred e neuman.  not for halloween. but for all time.  what? me worry? will be my mantra, my key to unlocking that treasure chest of life.  but for my gears are stuck in neutral.  i am starting my holiday for a fortnight.  to kick things off today i read a little, watched a little, surfed a little.  as hard as i keep my foot on the peddle, no matter how loud the engine rumbles, i will not roll.  ah, i should get used to it.  i've had many years practice of no talent, no art, and no ambition.  now i can look, write and read with a clear conscious and a free mind.