Waiting on our plane to arrive, staring out this window while Misty reads yet another book. Something I tried for a few pages, but can't stayed focused, as way too many thoughts going thru my mind. It's odd, while I read, what I read jars more and more thouhts. "zen the art of motorcycle maintaince" is the book. Maybe reading about his travels and me being able to reflect on mine is the problem.