round trip
how is it that whenever i do this turnaround the same day Denver to SFO shit that I barely eat.
it’s like mission impossible music is playin in the background as i hustle from airport to see the kid and back because i’m always cuttin’ it so dang close.
but i made it.
the fuckin’ plane stopped in san diego (had to suppress the urge to jump out) on the way to Denver and phoenix on the way back.
I read a book that’s been sittin on my night stand for a month.
Now I’m home, hot bath and EXHAUSTED.
dang. another busy day tomorrow.
hustle
hustle
hustle
gonna buy myself some flowers tomorrow.
I called it up from memory and listened to the Mission Impossible theme music, I heard it as I imagined you racing from place to place, no kidding.
Ya did good. That’s a rough day.
Hugs.
Ruby
ps, what was the book?
Enjoy the blooms….