…but not always.

There are days when I feel like Dennis Hopper‘s Tom Ripley in The American Friend — “I seem to know less and less about who I am, or who anybody else is.”

But that’s just the proverbial doubt dog tugging at my overcoat. Mostly I feel fine.

Thanksgiving dinner at Jett and Cait’s was warm and cool and soothing, and familiar in the best ways imaginable.