I'm not quite sure, but I think Monday just slapped me across the face. :/

They are always pretty little things here at LLF, LBL's been here all weekend working away at nice little stacks of projects for Kristin and I. This morning, I'm feeling pretty productive. I've already completed our monthly mailings (just need to address, stuff and stamp). But even as I plot through my morning, I have Ray LaMontagne on and the back of my mind is wandering in some quiet car down the coastline. I'm sitting in a coffee shop, alone, with a book, a dozen strangers and a scripted world I'm wandering through like a ghost.