I remember snoopy as a kid. Sometimes you wonder how random things just get in your head. I was just sitting here thinking what should I write about? And there he was. That little white dog with some distinct black markings.

But why Snoopy? Snoopy is a memory that goes more than a few decades back. Wow. We don’t forget things do we? The mind ain’t linear, that’s for sure.

There’s lot’s of thoughts from the past, the present, and thinking about the future mixed together. I suppose the key is management. Because thoughts are like waves, they can cast you far away from shore, where you list silently, alone, and unable to be rescued…