At 5:30 am I can only hear the percolating of my baseboard heaters and the occasional vehicle drive by outside. It's a balmy 26 degrees this morning as we're in the midst of a cold streak here in Seattle. I finally caved and turned on the heat.
5:30 am has been the status quo this week as a side effect of serious jetlag. I'm just back from 2.5 weeks in South Africa, quite literally on the other side of the world.
It was a week ago I was standing in Kruger National Park sipping roobios tea with a wild white rhino nibbling on grass not 100 yards away. It was just a week ago I end up flying home with only my wallet and passport after a mix up at the hotel that made all our belongings disappear (This is a story for a later date). It was a week ago I touched down at Sea-Tac airport and thanked that good Lord that I'm lucky enough to call here my home.
With more to come, for now I'll sit here, drink my tea, watch the sunrise and be full.