Before I got sick last week, I traveled to NC and met my co-writer, Keira, and some of our mutual friends for the very first time in person. It was a wonderful day. We took a boat tour and stopped by a flower bridge. Everyone was wonderful and the weather, though threatening a storm, was a good temperature. If only the puking had stayed at bay, I would’ve gone horseback riding the next day. Alas, I had to worship at the throne of the porcelain god instead.