I find myself only two hours from where I set out around midday, slowly leaving family.

I am in another home theater. Last night I watched the first two John Wick movies with my uncle. Tonight I’m watching music videos with a friend I met on the eve of the new year 2008 in Taipei. When we tell the story, he always makes sure to add: Kiah was in a shopping cart. I spent so much of my night in that shopping cart that I had bruises on the backs of my legs. This old friend and I have seen each other a few times since I left Taipei. The story stays adorable.

I have been so spoiled lately, on couches and in guest rooms. I have camped less than half the time since I left Maine. Tomorrow I’mma get to it.