The Lone Star State
On Friday, April 9th, I flew back to Fort Worth after about an hour layover in Denver. (The last time I was in Colorado was in 1981.) The Hawaii vacation came to an end as I was more than ready for a return to reality and routine. The say there is nothing like sleeping in one's own bed is a sheer understatement and holds a lot of truth and validity. Both my sister and I were pleased with the projects I completed during the stay on Oahu. On a personal level, I was equally pleased with the places visited that I wasn't able to get to during the first visit in 2019. Once unpacked and settled, I tied up a few loose ends, smoked two tobacco pipes, and watched a little baseball to unwind. Then it was off to bed at 6:30 p.m. Out of sheer exhaustion, I immediately fell asleep. (Sleeping on a plane is a joke and didn't happen.) More than likely, another good night's sleep is in order to begin feeling normal again. This week will see an earnest search for employment, along with getting back into the regular cadence of life. As much as I enjoyed the time away, God has given me so much to be thankful for here in Texas.
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