This book was written under the most extreme circumstances.
It was written in hotel rooms and on airplanes.
It was written when I moved back home for a month to take care of my mom after she went on hospice. (It was not written very well at that point, I think.)It was written in coffee shops.
It was written in cars (when I was the passenger).
It was written when I was sick of it.
It was written I should have been sleeping.
It was written in the hospital while listening to Half Moon Run's Full Circle (and trying not to listen to other people on the ward with Alzheimer's or detox or psych issues).
It was written.
