Ramblings from a bored mind…

Here I sit in my Salt Lake City Airport hotel room. I look out my window at an office park, a few birds, and a somewhat deserted parking lot with the exception of a few random unorganized cars.

The work trip. The purpose of this boredom. Here I sit waiting as time ticks away until the events of a busy tomorrow.

Why am I here in this sad place … this desolate place … this pathetic place?

Here I sit waiting for the occasional email or call.

I’ve explored all the nooks and crannies of my hotel room. For some reason I have 2 beds. Why? Is that if I really want to put my feet up, I mean really?

Who thought this was a good location for a hotel?

There is a creepy spider outside my window.

I’ve ironed 2 shirts.

I’m bored …

Can’t wait until this weekend and I’m back in Minneapolis!