After some truely horrible days, I am finally heading home. It feels like I have been here for 5 months, not the 5 days the calendar says. I trust myself more than the calendar. I plan to sleep for a full day or two. The photo is gate E5 at the Ft. Lauderdale airport. If I never see this place again I will be pleased.
I am in Phoenix this week. My employer sent me and some of my colleagues to a training class. It’s over 90 degrees, it’s early November. Yuck. All the buildings are sealed up with the air conditioners roaring away. There is something very unnatural about living like this. A friend calls it a “fishbowl”. I call it a cage. Not too different I guess.
I’m looking forward to getting home to Prescott. I am a homebody and I am really uncomfortable being away from home. I have heard that there are people who like to travel. No way can I understand that.