all around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere
going nowhere
~gary jules

this week i am working on getting out of here. though it won’t be for about seven or eight months, the way gas is going, national deficit, ridiculous heat and the likes- it is time to change the scenery. phone calls and maybe even the purchase of a plane ticket or two, and i will be all the closer.

one more international trip this year, and one for next. culture, culture, culture.