My days begin simply. A cup of coffee with my long-suffering
wife of 34 years, as we catch up on the morning news.
At some point, I glance through the office- and
private-email feeds on my mobile device, just enough to ensure that my world
can manage without me until I’ve had breakfast.
“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.” — Bob Dylan
