london

TOTAL DARKNESS

TOTAL DARKNESS

I'm in London again. Actually, I'm about to fly home. Writing this missive from the United Club after three nights in town. This wasn't a grief journey to write the eulogy (March) or an impulse trip to watch Josh Kerr break the world record in the mile (July) but an actual business trip.

ACCOUNTABILITY

ACCOUNTABILITY

It was one of those days when the jet lag was hitting hard like a bad hangover. Stuck between half-awake and desperate for a nap at 10 a.m., I went for a long walk to pump some fresh oxygen in my brain. I have a theory — never proven — that exercise after a long flight helps get your head straight. Something about the benefits of fresh air and getting the blood pumping.