Monday, May 07, 2012

Under the Super Moon

The week blurs behind me.   Seven days ago I've crossed eleven time zones and arrived here.  The jet-lag is easing but I am still winded by it.  This evening, I heard myself talking and wondered where that voice was coming from :-)

There's a certain kind of tired that comes from flying backwards into the day you've already been in that beats all else.  Except baby-tired.  Nothing touches baby-tired.

I wanted to write a post to say hello.  Right now, all I can do is say, "Goodnight!"

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