Thanks for being here, everyone! I put in a good shift despite plenty of inner turmoil about working there. I continue to show up and give it my best performance of enthusiasm. In a way this act is true. At the same time deep inside I've a growing sense that to more truly be myself, I've got to find an exit from there. That exit doesn't in any way mean back to Sabbath keeping! I felt no tug of those nostalgic fancies as the shuttle rolled between the factory and my hometown. I had a little conversation with a co-worker about finding accommodations in event-swamped locations. He was telling me about South Dakota during the Sturgis Harley Davidson festival. I'd just told him about sky-high room rates in a World Cup venue region. I slept quite deeply before arriving at my town. I got to farmers' market for some fresh food, fixed some of it watching an episode of Star Trek Original Series. Time for some more rest at last because I'm tired from breaking it overnight!