The air is thick with fog today and smells of the sea. Somehow it matches the melancholy settling in my chest. I'm packing and tomorrow will fly home - I've missed the boys and my zoo, but I fear I will miss this place more.
Jason and I are huge music people and stream Amazon music, specifically the Bassa Nova channel, often. There is a song in the que that we danced to every time it played the last few weeks - you can listen to it here. I will keep this song in my heart while I soar through the air back to Pittsburgh. Give me a day or two to clear the woebegone from my face. Thanksgiving is right around the corner; Jase will fly home and I've a turkey to brine and family coming in. Life has a way of nudging you along, no matter your gloomy feet.
Turn up the song, close your eyes, and think about nice sweaters.
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