What?

How do I begin to describe how tired I am?  Not in great detail, that’s for sure, since my bed is calling out to me.  Let’s start by saying that I’d been back in the hotel room less than an hour before I found myself nodding off in a hot bathtub.  You may ask why I’m bothering to post anything here when the road from hot bath to bed should be direct.  That would be a good question.  The answer lies somewhere between the realm of my anal-retentive need to post something every day and, well, pretty much just that.  And let’s blame the exhaustion for the odd wording of this entire paragraph.

In short, I think I’m saying “please come back tomorrow.”

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