I’m traveling, so posting has been nonexistent for a while. But now, I’m sitting in a hotel lobby on the side of the world that’s in the light when it’s nighttime back home in the USA, and it’s a depressing thing. No, not the hotel lobby itself, which is as fine as any you could hope for. But this side of the world is ugly, nasty, poor, and heartbreaking. It’s disgusting, messy, and dirty. But people live here, laugh here, have fun with friends here.
The news is filled with terror attacks, monkey attacks on city assistant mayors, more terror attacks, cricket, more terror attacks, Bobby Jindal, and more terror attacks.
Time to start thinking about coming home.