Dream Propulsion Engineer

If you were going to drop everything right now, go home and pack a small duffel, and spend the rest of the week somewhere else, where would it be? Like any other fantasy-adventure, remember, money is no object.

Outside is full of a drizzle-mist of cold and seeping gloom, and it reminds me of all the times that I have spent days and slept nights outside in this same weather, of food over campfires and wool and tents, or of walking to class, head-bent and scurrying. It is a visceral unpleasantness, and encourages daydreams of more temperate climes. I've never canoed in FL, for example.

But as for anywhere, now is a great time for the old cliche of a beach. With a hammock. I don't even need umbrella drinks, just someplace warm to sleep and sleep and sleep. Not someplace touristy- an otherwise ignored stretch of Saudi Arabian shoreline sounds fantastic. I will trudge on sand and read Cometbus and eat dried fruit and not see another person for days. Then I will be done and warm and calm and ready to see trees again. How about you?

the hedge abides.