A flight to Denver. Â I thought of it last week; checked with my brother to see if the dates worked for him to have me visit (and occupy his home while he and Sara work); asked Erik if he’d join me.
He was noncommittal. Â (“Depends on work.”)
So the Denver trip fluttered about and away. Â An idea. Â Would it come back?
Tonight, it did! Â As a Google Assistant notification:Â “Ok Google, when is my next flight?”
October 4-7, I believe. Â Time to go book my flight!
