This post comes to you from San Jose, where I have been working for the past week. The painting is patiently waiting for me at home. I'll be getting back to Chicago early Friday morning - only to jump back on a plane again first thing Sunday. Hopefully I'll have a chance to hang out with this lady between doing laundry and resuscitating my plants. Where does the down-time go when traveling for work? I am in a down-time-free zone. Although, this morning I DID manage to squeak in a swim in the hotel pool and a little bit of reading. I finished reading The Vanishing Moon the other week. Now I'm on to Franny and Zooey. Ultimately, The Vanishing Moon was about disappointment and unfulfilled desire. Maybe I should've seen it coming. In the end, it left me feeling... disappointed.
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