You guys, major major Life List stuff has been happening around these parts recently. None of which feels real, because I’m not the sort of person whose life has been filled with exotic vacations up to this point. Growing up, my family’s version of vacation was tent camping next to the Harley gang at the KOA in Reno. Seriously, true story.
I don’t even have the vocabulary to express my gratitude to be in a time and place in my life where this kind of stuff is happening, but I’ll try to get it all out. Not today though. Today I’m so swollen I can barely open my eyes and have cankles/tree stumps where my feet used to be. I can’t get shoes on my feet today, so I’m going to rest up. I have a lot to tell you when I get back on my feet.
Between Costa Rica and my quick jaunt last week to the North Shore of Hawaii I feel like I’m in a medicated dream, albeit a really, really great one. Catch you on the flip side.