It's like a scar. It's pink for a time and then it fades. But it will always be a scar. A reminder of the thing that left it. You can't just remove a scar, especially the really deep one. You bang it on the table or catch a glimpse of it in the mirror just …
what’s been happening.
I've been gone to Indianapolis for most of last week and a good part of this one. I feel like I have been really unproductive since my return but my butt has hardly moved from this computer since I got back...one more conference to run next week and I will finally have some breathing room …
Dixie's Road Trip 