That's my poetic way of saying, I'm BA-ACK.
It may interest you to know that I was on the road (or in the say, as it were) for about 25 hours yesterday. I arrived alive, so I'm not complaining, but it was a heck of a long day.
The whole experience was made bearable by an unexpected and pleasant conversation that took place over half of the Atlantic Ocean. One the advantages of American Airlines Economy Class (READ: lack-o-elbow room) is a ready-made opportunity for intimate discourse, if you want it. Of course, you can always just stare at the water, if you prefer. (That's why my sister always gets a window seat).
Now, tonight the pleasure of a second grade opera. Tomorrow a bit of band practice and this weekend 5 shows. I find that to be only mildly insane. My family seems to find it annoying.
Too bad my body doesn't realize it's in North American again.
Awake at 5:30 AM. Got myself a fresh cup of yerba mate and I am ready for the day.
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