Get outta town

(photo credit: thestateofrap.com)

Sorry for the quickie tonight. I'm taking a short trip to Chicago tomorrow, and I want to be awake for it. No staying up until 4:00 am for me tonight.

I really need to get out of town. I'm so grateful for this trip .... although at this point, I would go anywhere. I would go to Kansas. Or even Nebraska. Or North Dakota. I just need to get out. I have reasons, but who wants to hear about that, am I right?

It's always hard for me to make a commitment to traveling because I'm afraid I'll miss something here -- and I will. And then it's even harder for me to come back home. It's really hard to come home. Even when I was a kid, I hated coming home from trips. I won't be gone long this time -- although I'm not certain how long I will be gone -- so maybe I won't burn up on re-entry.

In any case, I'll try to bring back some good stories about gangsters and shit, and I'll try not to bore you with my inevitable post-trip depression.

I'll set something silly to post tomorrow night so I don't break my promise to post every day this month. Enjoy your weekend!