As I sit on the couch, at current about 12:45 central time, I am lost amidst the packing and reflecting on my time home. Was it what I had hoped for? I saw some of the people I wanted to see, I went camping, saw family…but what else did I do? My room did not get cleaned and organized, a friendship was not patched, all music was not updated, didn’t get tubing on the lake, and various other things. Then I think about it again and tell myself that what I did do and get done was worth all the time home, even if sleeping was part of that.
I learned some things along the way, I reaffirmed other things, and I spent time with that which is everlasting.
More to come later…now I might sleep, maybe.
Did I mention I am showering in 3 hours and how my flight leaves in 5 hours?