Lots of Stops
Chicago: just a hop. Three hours / nothing.
Cooled down in nearly men's only coffee shop by Wrigley Field until reading in a nearly woman's only bookshop (thanks WOMEN & CHILDREN FIRST BOOKSTORE) -- got a t-shirt. Hello Mad, Wendy, Paul from U of I, Lois and Tamara from Italy, the Windy City MHC gang, and Sarah from the WCF book club who I just bet but who HAD READ THE BOOK ALREADY, WOW.
5am is peaceful in the Windy City: Pink on the lake, boats bobbing like they own it. Tall gold buildings getting gold. A shimmering stadium, a silver Bean, a zoo with a new baby sloth.
Indiana yawning. Ohio just over there.
Googlemaps lies.
Pennsylvania for blink.
Peanutbutter with a plastic spoon.
New York glows a little with watering eyes.
A motel? Repulsive. Keep going.
Tolls paid with sticky quarters.
A campground? Not after Montana.
Keep going to Lenox and Kelsey Starr with the kids in THE BOOKSTORE in Lenox, Mass, with pretzels -- which were kind of hard to find -- and wine bar. Thanks Colin, thanks Matt! See you on the next book!
10,000 in this car + 1400 in Nancy's in Alaska + 2000 in New England before, then there are the flight miles, someone should do the math. After this nap on the back porch. After two naps maybe + a play + a haircut + shop talk with Teri from the Seattle writers gang (amazing) + a swim to Victory Rock + a sticky bun or part + jam on toast (peanut butter ruined for the moment) + a book + a walk up Cardigan with Pearl who fell on the ground upon my arrival -- cried, both -- at this apparent Resurrection.
xo Mom and Dad for the car.
xo Team Sidewinder, you know who you are.
xo America!
more soon....
Cooled down in nearly men's only coffee shop by Wrigley Field until reading in a nearly woman's only bookshop (thanks WOMEN & CHILDREN FIRST BOOKSTORE) -- got a t-shirt. Hello Mad, Wendy, Paul from U of I, Lois and Tamara from Italy, the Windy City MHC gang, and Sarah from the WCF book club who I just bet but who HAD READ THE BOOK ALREADY, WOW.
5am is peaceful in the Windy City: Pink on the lake, boats bobbing like they own it. Tall gold buildings getting gold. A shimmering stadium, a silver Bean, a zoo with a new baby sloth.
Indiana yawning. Ohio just over there.
Googlemaps lies.
Pennsylvania for blink.
Peanutbutter with a plastic spoon.
New York glows a little with watering eyes.
A motel? Repulsive. Keep going.
Tolls paid with sticky quarters.
A campground? Not after Montana.
Keep going to Lenox and Kelsey Starr with the kids in THE BOOKSTORE in Lenox, Mass, with pretzels -- which were kind of hard to find -- and wine bar. Thanks Colin, thanks Matt! See you on the next book!
10,000 in this car + 1400 in Nancy's in Alaska + 2000 in New England before, then there are the flight miles, someone should do the math. After this nap on the back porch. After two naps maybe + a play + a haircut + shop talk with Teri from the Seattle writers gang (amazing) + a swim to Victory Rock + a sticky bun or part + jam on toast (peanut butter ruined for the moment) + a book + a walk up Cardigan with Pearl who fell on the ground upon my arrival -- cried, both -- at this apparent Resurrection.
xo Mom and Dad for the car.
xo Team Sidewinder, you know who you are.
xo America!
more soon....