Which means that the most travelling I do is walking around the block twice a day, and driving back and forth to work. And although the morning misty skies have been pretty the past few days, it's not exactly the most thrilling situation where travel is concerned.
Sure. Last weekend I drove over to Saint Paul (on the really nasty early-storm roads). But that's been about it, lately.
So I've been letting my mind wander, again.
Earlier today I was contemplating a weekend jaunt to San Francisco for an evening all about ecology and sustainability. Or questing off to become an English tutor somewhere far away.
This evening I tried to imagine hanging out in Los Angeles at a pee-wee soccer game or two. And I just spent about 20 minutes between Baltimore and New York.
Now I'm back at home. On the couch with a pooped pup trying to get me to give up on the work I need to do and go to bed.
I suspect my mind will wander more places before the day wraps up. Perhaps as far as a castle in Scotland.
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