I’m on vacation this week, but a resolution is a resolution, so here’s a Monday letter. The vacation was supposed to be an over-an-ocean vacation, and will now be in a car, up the coast. Was supposed to be to a country I’ve never visited before, and will now be a city I’ve been to twice or three times, familiar enough that I’ve lost track. But there will still be plenty new—every second of traveling with a toddler—that I won’t want for novelty. Not that I ever want for novelty. I don’t know if it’s the pandemic or age, but I prefer thee challenge rating of life turned as low these days as it can be.
Going north, just a bit
Going north, just a bit
Going north, just a bit
I’m on vacation this week, but a resolution is a resolution, so here’s a Monday letter. The vacation was supposed to be an over-an-ocean vacation, and will now be in a car, up the coast. Was supposed to be to a country I’ve never visited before, and will now be a city I’ve been to twice or three times, familiar enough that I’ve lost track. But there will still be plenty new—every second of traveling with a toddler—that I won’t want for novelty. Not that I ever want for novelty. I don’t know if it’s the pandemic or age, but I prefer thee challenge rating of life turned as low these days as it can be.