You get busy. You write things. You reconnect with old people. You file extensions. You build stuff. You pass on the passable. You chase new opportunities. You make unexpected detours. You fight a few battles. You form some opinions. You meet new people. You rediscover interests. You read this and that. You conjure ideas. And then you miss things.
Like booking your flight for a much anticipated trip this summer to Alaska’s Kanektok River.
I wound up in that “missing” boat, but I’ve since disembarked.
Now all I need are flies. Lots of flies.
MG signing off (quite distracted by what lies ahead, but keeping his head down as best he can)