I quite want to write and write and write but am currently exhausted and more than a bit foggy, even with the peppermint mocha currently coursing through my veins and although I’d like to chronicle just a bit of my recent Houston adventure and share with y’all the love and grace I’ve experienced this past week, I think my body may just not cooperate as it just arrived from the airport a few hours ago and now it calls out for sweet sleep and so now instead of staying longer at Starbucks I think I’ll walk home and collapse into my bed for the first time in over a week and it will be simply glorious and I think now is the time to end this surprisingly weird sentence and log off and shut down and enjoy my walk home on the grey streets of Aberdeen this wind swept day and so as I drift off to sleep I can only do one thing – bless the name of the Lord. Peace, y’all.