...things are looking up.
Pushed a lot of work out the door today, got a new draft rolling, hit the gym. By mid-afternoon the skies were blue and life was one big yellow daisy.
Be nice to string a few days like this back to back.
Gonna make a hard charge to get out of town on Saturday. See if I can't make it up to Wyoming, say farewell to my dad. Probably too ambitious to think I can get to the cabin the same day out, but might try. Depends on how long it takes to stock up on provisions, get my out-of-state fishing license, the rest.
No Starbucks on the mountain. Folger's instant. With any luck, a few nice brookies on the side. Maybe a native cutt or two.
Life's better with fish.