I can't get thoughts of horses and cattle and ranches and wide open spaces out of my head. Sometimes it's like a disease consuming my mind, and it absolutely paralyzes me. This morning as I sat through back to back meetings, it was all I could do to feign interest.
I'm sitting here with my headphones on listening to Willie and Waylon, feeling like I just want to go to sleep for a long, long time and wake up in a different world.
I want to wake up in a world with no staff meetings. No long days staring into a computer. No artificial deadlines. A world that's a little less soft, a little more adventurous. A little more rewarding in less tangible ways.