"forgetting is so long."

if it was easy

it wouldn't mean nothing.

three glorious days in washington.

No work. All play. Three days of my favorite kind of travel-- at home, with people I love.

Poulsbo and Port Gamble with dad. Coffee, books, and laughing like we used to when things were a little different... a little time capsule of being happy and simple together.

Oh, yes please.

Seattle dinner with three of my favorite girls. Lots of wine, lots of food, lots of love.

Mukilteo with my best friend at his new condo. Big windows with nothing but water and mountains and the ferry behind them. Ice cream like in elementary school. Diamond Knot brewery growlers. Magenta sunsets. Picking out midnight constellations from the hot tub and late night poached eggs before bed.

Puyallup with the boy. Sunny day reading in the park, Mexican cervezas at dinner, and tricking him again into antiquing with me.

I am so, so home and it feels so, so good.

an open declaration of war against korean kidnappings.

Attn: South Korea and its private education system.

You have held my sister hostage for long enough. I miss her SO MUCH. Your youth are the world's bright future, and furthermore are excellent at math and sometimes even English, which is why I'm not worried about her leaving your classrooms to return ASAP to her rightful fold in the PNW. You understand.

Sincerely.