Kidding. It’s cold and dreary. My plane got the mopes, and my flight has been delayed. That’s why I’m posting at 6 AM. I’m eating waffles and peanut butter (a culinary trick Aden taught me – don’t think of them as waffles. Think of them as … exciting bread.) and getting ready to brave Chicago public transportation to O’Hare.
It’s nice to think about all my friends are asleep right now in their beds. (Except Allison. She’s in Japan. Oh, and [Librarian] Kim. She’s on her way to China.)