I’m so exhausted I can’t even
think straight and I fear I am
now condemned to watching The
Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3-D

nonstop for infinity or count-
ing over and over and over
Donald Trump’s lies during his
first year in office. At least

it seems that way. Until now,
we never had to clean out a
condo we have owned for twelve
years two thousand miles away

from home and now we have and
we are ready to get back on
the road after two offers fell
through and we are in the

motel and I’m thinking about
home and Willie Nelson and On
The Road Again is in my mind
and after a couple of glasses

of pinot grigio wine served up
in plastic, motel glasses and
in maybe six hours’ sleep, we
will be on the road again.