How strange it feels to be away. Right now I am in Denver, not bad for a city. My first Air B&B, amazing house, feels like home, but it isn't.
Been up since 3. Suppose I can sleep all day. Kids going hiking. I am not.
I miss my dog, her toenails clicking as she settles to sleep beside my bed.
I wonder if the green beans need to be picked.
Tomorrow is the concert. That's why I came - to dance.
Until then I'm just killing time and missing my real life.