You can never be homeless if you have a tent

This past weekend I went to Ma’agan Michael for fun and relaxation (and to visit my cows), and I figured I’d share what I woke up to…hours before I had to jump back into the fray:

I spent the night on the beach, listening to the waves crash against the shore…and then to a morning rain shower, followed by dawn…it was awesome…sadly, it’s time to come back to the real world (I look forward to when I can be a full time dirty hippy) and put out some roasting embers that were lit for having the audacity to take a half-day off.

Replies to comments, facebook messages, owls, emails and the like later today and throughout the weekend…I can’t begin to tell you how hopeful I am (and how happy I’ll be) to have my technology shit together and done with this week (please…PLEASE…maybe?).

Also, I’ll be moving my other word press entries and unlocking my blog entries here shortly as well…it’s a work in progress.

Have a great week everyone!

Peace,

Matan