fly me to the moon or somewhere just as far

long week.

even longer night.  i’m ready to take a trip.

the clincher is that i’d like a vacation from myself.

my son did draw me the perfect vehicle, though.

and he guarantees me there’s room for books, yarn and a phone to call home.

i’m so ready…

of course, about 47 minutes into the trip

i would be missing my family, my favorite chair, and my fake ugg slippers

 with the sinking feeling of homesickness welling up in the pit of my stomach.

but, i’m pretty sure i’d really enjoy those first 46 minutes.

‘enjoy’ taken from 33:28 in job.

artwork by ezra (age 5 and 3/4).