I’m Leavin’ on a Jet Plane…

Only I DO know when I'll be back again. Sunday. I have exactly three and a half days to remember what it was like to be my own person. To not have any real responsibilities. Driving in the rain, my mind imagines all kinds of catastrophes, all completely unrealistic. This is not a reflection on … Continue reading I’m Leavin’ on a Jet Plane…