It’s 4:56 am

And I’m just a tiny bit homesick. I have insomnia, and I miss my bed. We brought our own comforter and pillows, which helps a lot, but it’s still not the same.

The Bordeaux here is really good though. Good wine. Good company. Today should be a lot of fun. I just wish I could get some sleep.

This bridge always brings up a very specific memory for me. When traveling on 70 East, you cross this bridge to get into Boone County. Back in 2002, I spent the better part of three days stuck in a moving truck with G and our mini dachshund puppy on our move from Los Angeles to Columbia, MO. I remember crying when I saw this bridge because I knew we were almost home. I knew our good friends were impatiently awaiting our arrival, and that a new chapter of my life was about to begin. I get all the feels whenever I cross this bridge.