On the road

The reason why there's no Dear Writer this week

Dear Writer,

In writing to you from my car, at 2:25 in the morning, after Apple Maps steered me away from a route with high winds to a back roads route with no rest stops or 24-hour gas stations, which I had been counting on to safely sleep on the road.

My father-in-law died Sunday morning. I've been in Tucson with family and am heading back home to Colorado and I'm not gonna lie… until I pulled into the Hampton Inn parking lot in Wherever The Hell I Am, Arizona, I kind of forgot there was a Dear Writer due.

Honestly, I don't think you all would mind me skipping out this week, but I wanted to let you know why. I'll be back next Wednesday. Thank you for understanding.

Everything,

L