I’m going to bed before midnight. Barely, but it counts. This may seem a confusing and pointless post to most, but to the extent that this blog serves any biographical purpose, this is a significant event. I can’t remember the last time it happened when I wasn’t two time zones away from home.
Also on a very related note, I’m a single dad for five days as Amy is two time zones away from home in LA. I’ll try to document this adventure in some way over the next couple of days. So far everyone is still alive and free of physical or emotional scars, but it’s early. We still have three days to make some memories.