Saturday, 01/20/2018
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06:12 Sleepy
So it's six a.m. in the Pacific timezone, but we're back in the Eastern timezone and it's supposed to be nine. Red eye flights are not a ton of fun, but they do help you avoid losing entire days to travel. The kids are sleeping at mom's house in Belfast, and we just need to get to Portland, grab our car and go home.
23:35 Know
What do I know, really? I am so privileged. Reading Sing, Buried, Sing and the chaos of life in other places hardly makes sense. What must Sam and Peter's life been like on a regular basis when they were kids. What would it be like to have parents who didn't know how to love you, or at least how to communicate it consistently? I wallow in pity when I'm surrounded by affluence and people who do similar things to what I do for work. But how privileged and blessed am I to be where I am, to have consistency in life and to know generally where we're headed?
The things that seem important in one light are so hilariously trivial in other light. I don't even know where to start sometimes.