New Foursome Position
I flew back into Australia last Thursday, and while everything went well it was still thirty six hours of travel from door to door. When I got back to my little house on the beach I stripped out of clothes that just felt gross and got into the ocean as quickly as I could. While I felt like a beer or a whiskey it was only mid morning so I sat out on my deck and opened my laptop to see what I had missed during my day and a half of travel. Lots of work emails of course, but the first email I...