This is the page I have been looking for. And finding it amidst what appeared to be a hotel with no vacancies, makes it all the more appreciated. What a surprise!Just when you thought there was no space left to rest your pen, here is one. Like driving a long deserted road, thinking there doesn't appear to be a chance of finding food or gas anytime soon, and suddenly around the bend or over a hill and there, just in time..... Well of course it's just in time. Wherever it would appear would be in time---in perfect time, for that is the moment in which you find everything, and yourself.So now the pen is free to romp and play. The page has found a new friend who is trying its best to exhaust it, and the writer, the yarn spinner, can light his pipe, lean back, and let the dogs run. Isn't all that easier than trying to tie everyone to a schedule?