| Home | My Account | Directories |
Post-flight Rejuvenation
I never want to look haggard after a flight and, I assume, neither do most people. Although, for the mother and daughter travelers who boarded my last flight wearing matching fleece pajamas with polar bears in Santa hats, haggard wouldn't be anything new.
Wandering Homeless
I'm finally back, back in Cali, Cali. Or home, as it should be. But home is a funny thing when you're me. When someone asks where I'm from, my eyes glaze over while I decide how to launch into the list of places I call home and why I can't honor the question with a straight answer. By the time I reach the second or third, "And then I lived in," their eyes glaze over. I don't mean to brag or bore but there isn't a way to simplify the answer. If home is where the heart is, maybe I'm confused abo
