April 24
My day really started at three-o’clock in the morning. Sleep was eluding me and my mind was racing. I knew I had to go to Vancouver today. I was feeling a mixture of emotions: excitement for a road trip, trepidation about leaving home, and a feeling of release because I had something new to do when I got up. I felt a bit like a kid at Christmas wanting to look under the tree early. My lovely wife whispered into Read more…