Things I’m Learning About Traveling
When I’m traveling, I have about four good hours a day. After those four hours, I increasingly look, act and respond like a zombie. Also, my body seems constitutionally unable to leave the Eastern time zone, which means that here on the west coast I’m pretty much dead in the water at 8pm. I wonder if this mean that when I travel to France later in the month I won’t be able to get to sleep until 4am. We’ll have to see.
Anyway: Hi, I’m a zombie right now. How are you?