On returning

Stepping off the plane at BWI, onto the tarmac, I was reminded of the feeling of coming home.  I literally felt what it’s like to be back home.  The air was thicker, and I felt like I was stepping into an invisible curtain.

That’s right, humidity.

Coming back from Lynden and San Diego had me unprepared for the type of weather that welcomed me back to the DC area.  Today is another one of those days when I look at the weather report and start to wonder why I’m here.

Then I look around my office and go, “Oh.  Right.”


One thought on “On returning

  1. Arlene says:

    I feel the exact same way whenever I return to Houston. 🙂

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