Everyone needs to go somewhere to get away. Last year we bought a place in the country, simple, quiet and very beautiful.

I have been writing there lately. Not sure if that is truly getting away, as writing can be damn hard work. But just to have a place to be, to listen to the cows down the road, to watch the sun go down, or to watch my dog, Zodar, play with his favorite blue ball... well, it's pretty sweet.

Heading out there tomorrow. As is Zodar and his ball.