It's more fun having time off, doing what I so love to do, in the red rock of Utah, than it is to pull the 9 to 5 gig at Santa Clara.
Really. I know you are struggling to believe me, but I actually do prefer the solace, heat, cold, beauty and quiet to trying to herd highly educated cats down a particular road.
Which is, I guess, a way of saying I am back into my work life with both feet.
I wonder why my daypack is in the back of the Forester, pretty much begging to be filled up...
