post-(pre)destination: san fran

Driving the last leg of my return-trip home, circa 1:30am last night, the steering wheel felt foreign, and my command of it unfamiliar. Seemed like I'd been gone for months.

The trip was chockfull of everything. Friends and family, new faces and new places never fail to ahhyes me. Walking walking walking, Bay-To-Breakers, Berkeley, clubs, dubs, and ?unspeakables? -- skyscraping redwoods!!! Lists won't serve and protect. Good Heavens, no.

I've got to make my way back out there, sometime; the family berated me for staying in Cleveland. But the first step, and more worthwhile, is to make my here more there, rather than searching out there for there.

You know.

Back to work today, and lots to catch up on. Little big changes afoot; tell ya tomorrow?