My spring break ends today and I’m already counting down the weeks to the end of the semester. It wasn’t much of a break. I went nowhere and couldn’t afford to take any time truly off, where I did absolutely nothing. I got a bunch of stories sent out, wrote a pretty long one, and revised some others. I read a couple books and a bunch of short stories. I went to Chicago for less than 24 hours. I got a lot of sleep.

The wife is finalizing a trip to Costa Rica for next December. We’ve also discussed a summer trip that would take us from Madison to Winnipeg and onto Calgary and Banff/Jasper National Parks. I wish we were doing these things tomorrow.

Travel is a bit of an addiction. We keep saying that we’re going to do a relaxing, do-nothing beach vacation, but we never do. We somehow find ourselves eating bagel sandwiches outside a dirty truckers’ motel in Kearney, Nebraska looking at a map and trying to decide what to do next. And that’s the way we like it.

Current Mood: Blah |
Currently Listening To – Wilco – “Sky Blue Sky”