Almost Home

I’ll go to bed at home tonight for the first time in days. I love travel and adventure, but I also love my bed. Perhaps tomorrow I’ll be able to type with ten fingers and look at a screen that shows all my writing at once. 

The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion. And showing up. Every. Single. Day.