"Forgive me pretty baby but I always take the long way home..."

After what turned out to be eleven days, instead of the originally intended eight, here in Minnesota I am heading back to Los Angeles. When I first arrived back here the snow was flying horizontally across the fields and the temperatures were in the twenties. Today, I was driving around with the top down with the temps in the mid seventies.

I played three rounds of golf, the best one today when I shot a round solo. Of course, that is kind of like going fishing by yourself, it's when you always catch the big one (or do you just tell people that?!) I saw most all of the crew who still call this wonderful place home, spent a lot of time with family and even got a little bit of time in out at Bourbon Beach.

As for the return and what's next, well that's still very much a looming question mark. Though after a good conversation with sister number two, and plenty of time here to think things over I have the feeling that it's time for a change. How big, how soon, how drastic, and how I'm going to pull it off are unclear - but time for a change none the less.

So now I return feeling as though on a greater level I'm about to approach something new and all this time I've just been takin' the long way around.

Well I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday I’m gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found

Takin’ the long way
Takin’ the long way around