As usual I am a reluctant traveler until I get on the road; I miss Mr Lee, Katrina, Bilbo, my bed, my hollar and most of all the blue house dwellers. I am just happily ensconced with limited horizons! I sit in a bowl. I listen to NPR and wonder how I can make a difference - is this a version of contemplating my navel? I practice qigong.
But I am looking forward to seeing my son and his wife in Houston; talking and laughing with my friend (his godmother) on the way. I've got a book on tape for my drive from here to Ocean Springs and I'm thinking of side trips off of the interstates.
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