it’s been a while,
and i have whiled
sweet time away
with little to say
for three months;
six months.
nine months;
twelve months:
that makes a year,
and that is a dear
thing to waste,
in want of haste,
with lack of foresight,
and too much hindsight.
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the sieve and the sand 
4.5 months buddy then we’ll be in the same hemisphere… nay the same state.
i’ll buy you a beer.
I’m drinking a beer right now in celebration! A little Moose Drool. We might have to go back to St. Arnolds…
mmmmmm…. arnolds….