Joblessness, fear, freeways, writer's block, anxiety, crazy drivers, compulsive shopping, fear...it was time to leave the freeway pit and visit Super High Powered Aunt (aka, Rich Tahoe Aunt). Lake. Check. House on lake. Check. Boat. Check. Sun. Check. Firemen. Check. (We made them dinner for them). A place to crash. Check.

My father used to bring me to Tahoe every summer when I was a kid. For years I had no interest in Tahoe because it just reminded me of being ignored and long, endless hikes in tortuous heat. It reminded me of loneliness. And sun. And some fun, too.

But I realized that it's ridiculous to ignore a perfectly awesome vacation destination for a few lame ass memories.

Just for today, I'm so happy to get away.