I’m writing again. It’s a promise I made to myself this year – and last year and the year before that – but this year, I’m really doing it. I just finished up another article for the Exeter Bulletin, and I had a great conversation today with an ex about a script he and I are going to work on together. He wrote the beginnings of the script back in the 1990s and stopped writing mid-sentence in the third act. When I suggested we work on something together, he pulled this draft out, and sent it to me. Two things about that give me much hope. First, that he and I can work together today means a great deal to me. We dated back in law school, and it didn’t work out for us, but we remain friends. I appreciate that our friendship survived our relationship. Second, I’m encouraged that an effort of fifteen plus years ago can be revived. It’s a good script. He’s a creative guy. I love that his work of so long ago has another chance to be something great. That gives me hope that it’s never too late…for anything really.