I am now standing in the longest security line that the TSA employees in the St. Louis airport have ever seen. I slept through my 4:50am alarm and missed my shower. For the rest of the week, I get on a plane bound for a new city every morning. I have some sort of intestinal bug. I miss my son and wife.
Wierdly, I pass the point of bitching about 18 hours ago. Now I jus go through the motions of my schedule, shaving in airports and doing what I do. People say I seem somewhat detached.