I am in The Villages, Florida for the funeral of J’s brother. He died 29 March of complications of ALS. We spent the week driving down here. I am desperate to go home. I’ve been having an internal debate about the virtues and shortcomings of The Villages. I will say more later. Right now I am exhausted. I want to be home.
But we have the funeral and the drive home. I have been told we will spend two days driving back, through Atlanta, then Charlotte.
Let this end.