Ok, I don’t really have anything to say. I’ve just been really busy for the past few weeks. I do think about blogging a lot and feel guilty when I don’t. Today I just got back from a week away from home due to work. Remember the Tom Hanks movie ‘The Terminal’? My work took me to a very nice place, but the company set me up in the hotel IN the airport. My balcony overlooked the security lines. I had meetings all week in the same hotel. I awoke to the sound of whining kids out in the terminal. I went to the pool on the top of the hotel which conveniently had a beautiful view of…the runways and in the distance a nuclear power plant. I literally lived in an airport for a week.
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