My most pleasant addiction.

It's a rare day that I miss posting in my blog. Happened Saturday. But it goes to show what's most important in my life. My Italian true love. She's arrived from Italy. To spend August with me in Minnesota. And she moreorless gets my undivided attention most days. Yes, the way it should be. Because I'm a romantic idealist. Living for the sake of love. True love. And if that means shoving aside other responsibilities, so be it. But I'm up especially late tonight. Writing. Which is an addiction. A positive one, really. And only second to my most consuming and pleasant addiction, my true love. --Jim Broede