Not the end of the world as we know it, but of two pretty damn good months

The airbag has been popped, old and new stuff has been squeezed into bags, and Martin’s wild grown ski bum hair has been cut to a more civilized shape. My partner in crime has returned to reality, while I am still in Wonderland. Two months of almost all play and, what feels like, no work … Continue reading Not the end of the world as we know it, but of two pretty damn good months