In the past few months, Rafter has been in and out of hotel rooms.
I have always wanted to be a rock star. So this is probably closest I could get to being one. My job rocks!
Just like any famous rock star, I fly first class and stay in ultra fancy hotels. Everything is at my disposal. Raft3r can get use to this.
Sex, drugs, and rock & roll. What’s not to like about that kind of lifestyle, huh? I’m exaggerating, of course.
I haven’t been able to unpack most of my stuff from my previous travel, when I hopped on a plane to Maryland.
It’s not that I’m complaining. Raft3r loves to travel. But once in a while, it would be nice to just stay home and chill.
I miss my nieces. Terribly.