I'm Back, and the World's Still on Fire
I don't think that's going away any time soon
My trip was a nice escape.
Like I said, we didn’t go far; I still had a couple of shifts at work while my spouse was in town, so we didn’t go running far afield. We relaxed in a nice hotel room in town — since I share my home with family, and we wanted privacy for at least a few days.
We took turns taking each other out for dinner. We saw movies at the theater. We lazed around watching shows and generally behaving like a married couple.
It was nice to see him for a little while. Hopefully it won’t be long before he gets the green light to move up here permanently and this becomes our normal, everyday routine.
We even visited a coworker of mine at her new apartment, and we asked a ton of questions about the place and the cost and how good the landlord was.
It’s a nice building, and the rooms are cozy. Worth looking in to for the future.
I didn’t pay a lot of attention to the news while we were in town. I haven’t spent a lot of time stressing or keeping up with the bad shit; I needed the break, and we wanted to enjoy our time together instead of ranting and raging about the state of the world and the country he’s trying to escape.
But now I’m back, so I get to dive back into the hell of it all. Wish me luck.
Good to see you all. Looking forward to going from rested to World-Weary all over again!
Solidarity wins.