A German friend of mine spoke good but not perfect English. When a question called for the answer, "I don't know", he used to say, "Nobody knows it."
When people ask me if I'm running again, I've always told the truth. I am incapable of telling anyting but the truth. DJ might be a pahological liar; I'm a pahological truth teller.
The truth is, "Nobody knows it."
In other words, "I don't know."
I'll make up my mind by Friday, the deadline for filing, but at this very moment, "I really have no idea." I will have a firm idea, but at this time, I don't.
Wir werden sehen.
I actually give odds to myself as to how at a give time I feel about it; maybe 50 percent yes, 50 percent no, but the odds are always changing.
I had planned to write a thousand word essay here explaining how I feel about running, about serving, about the questions I need to answer in my own mind because as you'll know from the previous post, I believe if you plan to run, you ought to be willing to serve not just some of the time, but 100 percent of the time required!
However, I see my hour on the library computer is just about over.
I've only revealed my plans to one media source, The Concord Monitor.
Becaue only The Monitor asked.
So, you just might see yet another scoop in The Sunday Monitor, but then considering my indecision, it won't be all that big a scoop.
Hint--don't you just love that guy Beaudry!