Today is the first day I’ve ever spent away from my muppets. I’ll be traveling for work through Thursday.
Fear not, fair readers. For though you may worry that I am curled up in a ball mourning such maligned travails as travels, in truth, I am still working. There is much shmoozing and greeting to be done.
I have taken notes, so stay tuned for a detailed report of my journey when I return. Until then, I shall now say goodnight as I crawl into a bed in a room with nary a nursery in sight. I have a full view of the airport from my 29th floor window; the glow of the lights light up the night in the city of sin that has no intention of sleeping.
But I do.