The circumstances of this current trip is so different from the last time I flew out to the Bay Area that it’s jarring.

I pulled up the post from last time… I never posted that one; I probably never will. Why? I guess it’s a bit too close to the heart still. I didn’t post it originally because I was sworn to secrecy, but that’s probably not important anymore. I was an interesting head-space that day with the confluence of the secrecy and the life-change that I was looking at.

“Cherry cherry boom boom. Boy we’ve had a real good time and I wish you the best on your way…”

Listening to some Lady Gaga watching the Rocky Mountains glide below the plane. The flight that I didn’t know about a few hours before.

Last time I didn’t know if I would have a job in a few weeks. You obviously know that I do. At this point this trip is just a business trip — a mega meeting of sorts. At this point I’m just trying to figure out the direction things are going.

Why I can think to Gaga is something I might never know, but I’ll take it where I can get it.

Location:Somewhere over Texas