The floor is still pitching now and I'm walking the dog in my bathing suit in the shocking Chicago cold, so it'll take me a couple of days to get my docksiders off and my Writing Boots on.
The trip was full of communication insights, of course, those being the only kinds of insights I ever have.
But the main idea is that there is no interpersonal misunderstanding or suspicion or disrespect so great that it can't be ameliorated by a week of endless nights spent staring into one another's darkened faces in the cockpit of a sailboat in the middle of an infinite black ocean.
More on that soon.
Meanwhile, it's good to be back, my friends. Thanks for holding down the fort.
Welcome back, DM! Glad you finally got out on the water. Hey, looking forward to meeting you at the Ragan conf in March – just signed up!
Oh, that’ll be great, Allison. We’ll have to carve out a breakfast or a lunch or a dinner or a drink.
Welcome back David! Looking forward to hearing all about your newest adventure.
You were missed! However, I sure enjoyed all those mornings with Scout!