It is amazing how many hours I can kill by just sitting in my room zoning out while listening to my favorite albums. No wonder I feel like time is passing me by.
Kirk left for Yellowstone today on the Greyhound bus. He’s probably somewhere near Amarillo right now. He will stay gone for six months, possibly more. I cried when he left, just as I did when he boarded the plane in Bozeman to go back home. I cannot stress enough how much my 6-month Yellowstone stay gave me more of an appreciation for family.