Third Person Singular

I'm off this WA long weekend to hippie camp. I'm taking my lovely Greta (motorcycle) and driving 3 1/2 hours south to a rural folk festival. From there, I hope to get enough distance on "Bernadette" to see her from the third person. Time for a little reflection.

I haven't been liking the latest iteration of Bernadette so much. Or her world. She's still there, I think, just buried underneath a to-do list that's breaking her hippie back.

Let's see who comes home....