I’m supposed to start my new job tomorrow. Instead I’ll be desperately trying to get out of Detroit. Again. This city hates me. Possibly just the airport, but that’s a distinction about which I care not one whit.
So glad I overpacked on the reading material. I am so very vindicated for every single one of you who laughed at me over it.
That said, the last two weeks have been so thoroughly marvellous that the angry, frustrated part of my brain keeps drowning in the giddy, happy rest of my brain. So take that, Detroit. Nyah!
Anaea Lay 