Messy.
I hate these loose ends and unexpected reminders and bits and pieces that keep popping up just when I'm not feeling low. It's never as simple as packing your toothbrush and pajamas and walking out the door, I guess.
Let me mention something awesome: went down to Eug last week to see the Punch Brothers and it was outstanding. A highlight: their 22-yo bass wunderkind solo with Gabe on You Are My Flower.
Also awesome: seeing all those great friends and getting all those great hugs. Buzzing around town with T and pulling off an ambitious array of dishes for the pre-show eats, including homemade crackers. Who'da thunk they were so easy?