Living the broken record

[mkincaid]

I'm back on the west coast for the second time in three months. This time, I'm doing some work in Seattle. As soon as I stepped off the plane, I felt at home. There's something about being out here that feels really good, though I suspect it's somehow tied in with my sense of innocense and lack of responsibilities that goes with growing up out here. *sigh* ... and maybe something about being up WAY past my east coast bed time.

Also, I wonder what kind of tasty eats I'll find for breakfast at Top Pot in the AM... =)