Happiness. It's relative.

I am glad for this place and time. South Mountain in Phoenix on a sunny day. And glad for a break from obligation and Wisconsin’s March weather. We spent the winter hoping to be here and here we are.

Two dogs, a cat, work, and the second half of a story that starts with ‘two snow-covered strangers walk into a bar‘ await. It’s good to have things to go home to.
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