Home again

And mighty happy to be here. 

Both flights unrolled in fine fashion, and I even got to enjoy an upgrade for the five-hour trip from PDX to CLT, but I am way past ready to sleep in my own bed for a few nights. 

Many times during this trip, a song would play in the background, and I would flash back to where I was and who I was when I first heard that song.  I love that music can do that to me, though I'm not usually in the mood to let it.  For whatever reason, this past week, I was, and the background music of my days was all the more enjoyable for these time traveling moments.