Life happens.

I’m stuck in Seattle. It was a mistake made by somebody else, the thing that stranded me here. Not sure when I’ll be heading to the Montana/Wyoming boarder; the FBI will let me know, I suppose.

For now, I’m grateful to be staying with some of the best people I know. Nothing can make you feel good about accidentally living in somebody’s house for 3 weeks, though. Sigh.

Headed up north to go camping for a few days…I think tomorrow, or the next day. I got a few books to keep me company, hopefully it will be dry. I should have some nice pictures to show for it, as well.

Hmph…all this uncertainty is making me homesick.

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