We’re in Indianapolis at Noah’s house. We just finished drinking a few Blue Moon beers and watching the Denver Broncos lose at a local sports bar. Okay, maybe one too many beers. When getting out of the car I was overwhelmed by my pack and fell on my back into a bush.

It’s raining here but really beautiful. It’s been striking me how much I miss having trees around. It’s cold but as Andy has explained to me repeatedly, “not so bad when you’re dressed properly”. I’m rarely dressed properly.

Tomorrow it’s only a four hour drive to Nashville where we’ll be hanging out with James for a day or two.