Going Home
(Las Vegas) 56 Hope Road is in my ears as my plane starts to board. Appropriate, for sure, as I leave this city with a shred of sanity, three days without a meal, and about 48 hours without sleep.
Hope is what I’m taking home with me.
If I don’t answer the phone or an e-mail for a while, don’t worry.
I’m just busy re-building my life.
Could this be the last we hear from Otis? Tune in next week.
sharing some hope, man.