Heading home again.

Well, it's been a long week. I've worked long hours, been cold and
wet, and talked myself nearly horse. And now I'm sick. But I'm on my
way home. Give me six hours and I should be on the ground back in
Seattle. A place where The Starbucks baristas don't look at you funny
when you order a triple grande soy latte, and where you don't have to
wear a coat and tie just to go to work.