Who else likes to hop in their motor vehicle and drive around to see what you can find within a day or so radius of your home?
I chose to live in an area that has a plethora of opportunities to explore new things or revisit favorite views. Depending on the day of the week, time of the year, or personal whim I can be standing the Grand Canyon's most popular view. Or hidden deep within it's bowels at a remote campsite. I can peruse the shops in Taos or the ancient dwellings of Chaco Canyon who's miles and miles of subjectively and naturally maintained roads keep out all but adventurous souls. (well and rental cars... do you know the difference between Jeeps and rental cars? ...rental cars go anywhere.)
There is something surreal and first world about visiting many of the sites around me. Some pueblo dwellings, although thousands of years old, are still occupied. Others were abandoned about that long ago. I would love to hear the inside story of how a culture can outlast all of those around it.

After today's meander and recharge, I jumped back into my #writerscave. There I am starting to edit, sort, and formulate that gaggle of stories I mentioned in the last blog post.
Four stories are the appropriate length and similar enough (age group/audience-wise) to combine into a book, a four pack of sorts. Four novellas, not related, yet compatible together. A story of moving on from childhood crutches, empowering others, and other hero's journeys our characters are living. As are we. A story of decadence, human contradiction, and UN-humane use of humans as sport.
The majority of what I've sorted through will be a book of parables, short stories, fables, and allegories. All designed to entertain and teach, whilst escaping your day to day grind. Because even those of us living the dream need to escape the task list every once in awhile. What do you do to escape yours?