Oh, this week? It’s been a circus, juggling my full-time gig with way too much travel. You know the drill—yada, yada, yada. I bet you’re rolling your eyes at yet another moan-fest. Trust me, I’m right there with you. Seriously, I’m not even sure who I’m venting to anymore. Sleep’s been on my wish list, but instead of waking up refreshed, I feel like a zombie. What’s missing? Oh, just my entire exercise routine. No cycling, no nothing. Yep, I’ve turned into a couch potato by profession. The grind of the working world really knows how to kick you when you’re down. But hey, no time to drown my sorrows in a beer—I had to hit the road to Missoula today.
But first, a pit stop at Pipestone was on the cards. Despite my best attempts to pack, work a full shift, and beat the sunset, all I managed was to roll into Pipestone with just an hour of daylight left. That’s gotta count for something, right?
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