TIME TO WRITE.
JUST SAW MY FIRST SHEEP.

&Another cause for caps lock:
WE ARE EN ROUTE.

The destination: superfluous.
All I care about is that we’re no longer lounging in the shadow of that abominable syringe.

Abominable syringe: Quite lovely at floor number 50, really.

Last night Eric and I finally made the ascent to the Sky Deck (pronounced “Sky Dick”) to delight in the enduring pleasure of a well crafted cheese board & a glass or two of the cheapest wine on the menu. The place was surprisingly deserted for a Sunday afternoon, permitting us to play an ongoing game of musical chairs to take in every view of the 360 degree allowance. We spotted our 4 “houses” since we arrived, mapped out our walks from above, attempted to play the ABC game, and ordered another round. It was the perfect way to wave goodbye to the city as we continue our quest this morning, heading south on an intercity bus, to hopefully exchange a summer’s worth of hard earned savings for a new home-on-wheels.

OH, HEY
MORE SHEEP STAGE LEFT
TALKSOONLOVEYOUBYE

^ Fun fact: it only takes two glasses of wine to get me good and tipsy.

Cheers!
K