I guess that’s the way that old Grateful Dead song goes. Certainly it’s warmer on the bus heading in then at camp. Electric bus today, driver misjudged the stop light, she stopped three quarters the way through it. Electric buses are heavy.

After my trip up north I was moving slowly this morning. 🐢 I think it was being five days removed from the routine it’s just hard to get moving. I struggled to get out of bed, and everything just seemed to be in slow motion today. 😴