Day 257:
On the go again, Boy'O. Back in Florida... A rough night (another blasted headache) in conjunction with an early start, heavy traffic to the airport, extraordinarily long security lines at Dulles, running to my gate, a delayed flight, and a monsoon when I finally touched down in Florida... I've been tested today, Son. Still, I have great hopes for the meetings I'm here for, Boy'O. Three companies and back on Wednesday. And not a moment to soon because I miss you like crazy already!
Traveling is something I've typically enjoyed, Son. Even for work. It's merely a change of pace. Seeing new things, having new experiences. I most enjoy traveling with friends or colleagues, but am just fine to go it alone, too. This day will see me running things solo while tomorrow I'll be joined by my boss and another colleague as the meetings we're in town for are bringing in the brass to play with... That's to say, people who make decisions, Son. In my current profession, when you can meet with C-Suite executives of companies valued at North of $100m in revenue, never go it alone.
Yes, Hurricane Isaac is making a mess of a few things in the Central Florida region and so traveling, alone no less, isn't as much fun as it could be. Especially considering how much I miss being home with my family. You, Mommy, and even those darned dogs, Son. It's hard being away these days, even in the grandest conditions. Though I put on a determined face and tell myself that in the end, I'm only doing any of this for one reason - You.
I was born for the road, Conor. I love it like few ever will and I'll travel absolutely anywhere without giving it much of a second thought. But I'd really prefer to do all that traveling with you, Son. And maybe, just maybe, someday we will. Because no matter the reason; be it work, fun, or other, there's a great big World out there just waiting to be seen, Son. It's just waiting...
Wish me luck in my meetings, Boy'O. I'll let you know how I did tomorrow...
I love you, Son.
-Dad
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