The grind

It's good to be missed.

It should make me happy, right?

Some folks wanted me to be here, rather than there.

There being that fabulous place on the water.

Today I'm a little sad,  I can't lie.

It's back to the grind for me.

The kids are lucky little devils

at home

lounging

having a blast

for the last few weeks of their summer.

Good for them.

They're blessed.

And I'm blessed too.

I love what I do

maybe not as much as I like laying on the beach

but onward...