It seems that every trip to our state's capital has an elastic quality ... where the road coming home is stretched longer than the road which took me there. Perhaps it happens because I typically head to meetings in Austin early in the day, while return trips usually occur after meetings -- making for a long day.
It is always good to be home, though, despite the fact that I'm tired when I arrive. While I can relax in different places, there is nothing quite like my own chair in my own home at my own desk.
I suppose that the larger a person's comfort zone, the more they are willing to explore and experience new things. I like to think that my comfort zone is pretty broad. At the same time, I know that I am not as open to new experiences as I might be -- not nearly as much as I see others willing to be. But perhaps part of that is because I keep myself busy and don't let myself enjoy new experiences as I could.
I should think about opening myself to new opportunities. Tonight, I'll do that while I sit in my chair, in my house, at my desk.
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