We made a road trip to Austin, TX a few weeks ago and the timing was exquisite if not unsettling.
I was quite the crabby, wrapped-around-the-axel companion for the trip down. Sixteen hours straight driving is a sure fire way to make space for the underlying stuff that bugs you to rise up. It wasn’t until a decent sleep, pancakes, migas, and coffee at Magnolia Cafe that I started seeing clear enough to name the bugs.
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