Home Is Where You Hang Your Hat & Every Poet Is A Jew

Back in Long Beach. Woke roughly my usual time (I have a built in alarm clock but I won't name it) and did roughly my usual things: coffee shop, walking, working out, groceries. Now perhaps experiencing a touch of jetlag.

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