>Sunday, May 25th (afternoon)Marsh, Listen!!I got it, Marsha. What's that Greek word? Eureka!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Listen. OK, after writing earlier, I wanted to go for a bike ride just toget out, and because Daddy has to be doing dialysis center things untilthis. "Have a good lunch, Ms. Beesley." He said as he struggled to open the door under the weight of so much paper. Sitting at his desk he put the files on one of the empty desks, and looking at the pile that was almost two feet tall, he said to himself the only way to eat an elephant is one bite at a time.Taking the first sheet he began to enter the details in the client file, glad the data was sent to an office in New York City at the corporate headquarters. He'd never get done if he had to stuff. "Let's see what we can do to unblock that mind of yours, shall we?" I think to myself this is, gonna be good. This, is gonna be REAL good. Leaning forward to place my computer on the bedside table. "No, no, no!" You stop me, then add, "you keep writing." "What?" Not entirely understanding where you're going with such a suggestion. You go on to tell me exactly what I'm to do. "I want you, to write everything you see, everything you feel, and everything we say!" With these instructions out of.Read More