Back home on solid ground again. Patiently waiting for my body to realize this.
Your prompt: the loop.
Inspired by Kat and I doing a hike in Skagway that looped around a lake. It took us much longer than expected, but it was still good. Aside from the rain.
Anyway. Cruise was good. Pictures and more starting tomorrow.
"I feel like Matt and I are stuck in this miserable loop," Jodie tells me through a haze of cigarette smoke.
"What do you mean?" I know exactly what she means, but I have a role to play.
"Argument A always leads to Argument B, which is inevitably followed by Argument C, and on and on," she says, waving around her cigarette baton like hell's conductor. "Until finally Argument Q takes us by the scruff of our necks and drags us back to Argument A."
"Only Q, not Z?" My curiosity sounds pretty convincing if you ask me.
"Oh, we have exactly seventeen different arguments." She pauses to blow seventeen smoke rings. "So we don't bother going all the way through the alphabet."
"Well, it's good to have room to grow," I say with a laugh I cut short with a sip of gin and tonic. Maybe next time we get together I'll have a rum and coke.
"Oh sweetheart, don't make fun." One final smoke ring. "It's absolute hell. You just can't understand."
Actually, I'm pretty sure I do.