I’ve never considered myself a spoonie, but I think I’ve run out of spoons these past few weeks. I thought I’d be riding shotgun today on a trip with a moving van to get the last of our stuff from the house to wherever it’ll fit. Regular readers will know that I love road trips for the music mixes and uninterrupted reading time. But the thing I can’t wait for this time, the thing that gets more like a dream…
