My last keyboard strokes before disconnecting from electricity for the next 4 days.
I’ll miss the Archives but look forward to multiple days with nothing to do but chop wood and carry water. Jeb comes with me. As well as Jeb’s dad (which I’ve noted is a person I haven’t spent 24 hours with in about 7 years). It’s a family affair in the jungle, bound to be as unique as our little ‘family’, itself.
The trip is really for Jeb. But I think the gods know that I’m in dire need of a little time by the river with nothing to do but smell the ginger flowers.
I’ll be here to share about the journey when I get back on the other side. Until then, this laptop and my cell phone are powering down.