A road trip awaits me, soon. A few things must line up, and I’m ever hopeful that they will.
Alignments bring to mind the Age of Aquarius and Hair. (Younger readers: You had to be there, truly, but people took their clothes off on stage.) Unfortunately, I don’t know when the Moon will be in the Seventh House. (Seventh House?) And Jupiter and Mars? This man waits for no planetary alignments. Alignment for me means a week or so with no court appearances, no other obligations, and an available sitter for Max.
And the trip? I’m headed due east, to the Deep South. I want to understand, as well as