Going Home

mari

Saturday, April 15th, 2017, 1 pm, Cleveland Airport

…Just a short blurb to say, for the first time in two and a half months, I’m going back home to Texas.  I’ve been on the road way too long and I’m yearning for my friends and family, my dominatrix vampire-ess fitness trainer, cooking for friends, time for writing, and of course, time to meditate.  I’m way behind on that.

Cleveland has been very busy and I got spend a lot more personal time here with friends than I normally do, and, making myself unavailable for massage appointments during those times dings my bank account significantly, but, it keeps my body and my spirit from breaking down.   And, it makes life on the road tolerable.

Someone very close to me is meeting me at the airport (at midnight) to take me home so I don’t have to rent a car for the first few days.  “You can use my car,” he insists.

At present, my only ‘partner’ is my job.  But, I look forward to the day when that changes.  I want another martini, but, I have to board the plane to Denver.  From Denver, I board another plane to Texas.  When one flies Southwest Airlines from the Midwest (Columbus, Cleveland, Indianapolis) it takes on average six hours and almost always involves a plane change.  Augh.

And, as you see in the picture, a martini was in order after I went through security and another is in order shortly after take-off.

Woo Hoo!  Here we go!

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One thought on “Going Home

  1. Good for you, my friend. I wish you a happy Easter.

    Sent from my iPad John J Kells 358 Fourth Ave S, B-2 Franklin, TN 37064 615-823-0251

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