Music: Meat Loaf – “I’d Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That)”
The trip home didn’t go as smoothly as heading to the beach. The five and half hour trip ended up taking eight hours due to the many accidents along the way. I will say all that car time gave my wife and me the opportunity to listen to I Will Find You, an audiobook by Lt. Joe Kenda. My wife is a fan of his TV series Homicide Hunter. Truth be told, I wasn’t relishing the idea of listening to it. But despite the gruesome topic, I ended up enjoying it. For as many times as we grimaced at the descriptions of crimes and crime scenes, we probably laughed just as much due to his unexpected humor. It was chock full of it.
Our cat was more than spastic when we got home. He proceeded to bless us out for being gone and then demanded all the attention he’d been neglected while we were gone. That crazy cat even woke me up in the middle of the night a couple of times for extra attention because how could I be asleep when he wasn’t and needed petting. I swear that thing is something else, but I love him.
As you might imagine, I didn’t leap right out of bed when I woke up this morning. Normally I’m all gung-ho about getting to Starbucks and getting my writing time in. This morning? Not so much. The last thing I wanted to do was get behind the wheel again and deal with people. I eventually made myself get up and go though. To my surprise, I managed to get one of the last seats. Seating at my local place is at a premium, and if you don’t get there early enough, you won’t have any.
Even so, the overwhelming feeling to be a homebody is ever present. It normally happens after a stressful week or after a particularly long trip. I wonder if other people feel that way after a trip?
I finally got around to changing the desktop wallpaper and lock screen on my laptop. It’s been a winter theme since December. Given that spring has sprung, and I was even at the beach, it was time to change it. I ended up using some sand dune shots that have the beach in the background. They make me smile every time I look at them.
I’ve been back on Twitter for a touch over a week now, and while it’s been nice to reconnect with a few folks, I’m not sure I belong there anymore. It all feels foreign and extraneous. There’s nothing I want to share there, nor do I want to consume other people’s content in my spare time. I have no interest in building a platform or networking with strangers, which happens to be the goal for most folks on the platform. Was returning to Twitter a mistake?