Just dive in right?
GBE 2 would like to know what I was doing one year ago. That's easy, I was exhausted. Three times a year I'm on call in Miami. I'm suppose to be within a two hour radius of the airport, but my home is closer to three. So, when I get nervous, often at two in the morning, I toss my roller board in the trunk and head east.
So, last September, I was either hurdling down the highway, racing through the airport or languishing at a rest stop in the middle of Alligator Alley, the highway bisecting the state from Naples to Ft Lauderdale. I vote for day dreaming and I give you the view from my car window.
And Wordless Wednesday, forget the prose and stick with the lilypads.
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