To get from here to there and why?

All I can hear is the click of my keys and the cawing of crows as I ponder how it still feels wrong that the sun is setting at 4:30pm Central Standard Time. I have just awoken with half a headache but the cure sits but inches from my outstretched fingers. I will shower, pick up Jacquelyn from work and then go to work myself. Yes, I am back to work after a week-plus of vacation. Every time I take time off, I hit this magical place of consciousness where I forget I have a job and can't imagine going back and wonder why I have to. Then the reality of it hits me and I am unceremoniously booted from that magic land of unwork.

The magazine, Clavicle, who is publishing a story and poem of mine, and whose cover I designed, is officially in print. If that's your thing and you're interested, you can order a copy here.

My psychic prediction for the next few minutes? I will experience sudsy cleanliness in a few moments!