I don’t even know what to write about. All I know is that it helps me to write.
I’m traveling again, and I am lonely. This is a trip that I’ve taken too many times. I am at the state capitol for a legislative forum. While I know that this is important, I also know that I have more important things going on locally. More immediate issues require my attention. I have brought staff along with me on this trip so that I can hole up in my hotel room and work from my laptop. I wish that I could have stayed home, but the bureaucracy I am part of requires that I attend this forum. I tried my best to delay my appearance for an additional day, but that same bureaucracy won’t allow my staff members to drive an official car. I could have asked them to take one of their personal vehicles, but I just couldn’t. Even though they would have been reimbursed, it didn’t feel right to ask. So I drove the official car. It feels like I am their mother chauffeuring them on a field trip. They are excited, and I’m happy to see that at least. Continue Reading »