Holy Smokes….Smoking Hot!!

I’m sitting in an internet kiosk in a nice hotel in Charlotte right now.

Dang, this internet is lightning fast!

I see what I’m missing at home.

Now….of course, the minute I wrote that I was reminded of how much I’m missing home, too.

There isn’t any really fast internet in the valley….but there is a certain breeze that hits your cheek “just right” when you step out onto the porch to get some wood for the woodstove.

Home feels familiar and right.


Everyone else is asleep in the room and I thought it would be smart to take myself and my cough up and out before I woke everybody up.

I could get used to a front desk that provided me with a toothbrush or razor if I need it.

I could get used to the free breakfast.

I could get used to someone else making my coffee.

I just don’t think that I could get used to missing home.

We’re going to IKEA this morning….late morning…to buy (?) whatever we’re going to buy.

It’s always interesting to go to IKEA.

Lots of stuff….lots of people….at IKEA.

I better drink another cup of free coffee while I can…..and enjoy this luxury.

Luxury….like telling them EXACTLY¬†what kind of omelet I want.

Pretty cool.

Dang…this internet is fast.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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