Pray for Me

I am not in Dayton. I am in a suburb of Dayton.

Wherever You Go, There You Are

Here I am, in Miamisburg, Ohio, and my soul is dying it's really not that bad. There's lots to complain about, such as the utter lack of sidewalks and the victory of the chain restaurants, but my hotel room is big and comfortable. I'm staying in an extended-stay hotel, so my room has a kitchen with a fridge, stove, microwave, and dishwasher. The fridge now contains beer, and I have otherwise made myself at home.

I have training classes Tuesday through Friday. That usually bores me to tears, but there are pleasant surprises on occasion. We'll see.

Even though I'm working, travelling like this is like a little vacation from my life. I miss people and places already, but I like the brief change of scenery. I have relaxed somewhat, which probably explains why I'm horny now.

Oh, well.