How those travelogs get written...
I woke up at 6:30 this morning, and decided to start writing up a travelog of the recent sojourn to Seattle. I started out by talking about why I'd had so little sleep before the trip, and said some horrible, spiteful things about the people I'd spent time with before the trip. And then I started saying horrible, spiteful things about the people on the trip.
I quickly realized that what I was writing had very little to do with Seattle, and had very much to do with how I felt about being awake at 6:30 in the morning. I deleted most of it, waited for my laundry to finish, and quickly walked to work and made coffee.
I feel much better now.
Far from Crow Canyon Road
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