Alaska on my mind…

When I first decided to come up here, I wanted to spend a few months in the summer living in Dad’s cabin. That didn’t work out for a number of factors. Now that I’ve been here for a while and spent several days out there, the longing for living there returns. When I think about, all that is necessary to do so for a family, I think to myself that I must be crazy! The logistics and all. But I can’t shake it. It draws me like a beacon on a dark night.
I have no definite plans about being able to do so yet, but the thought is there, revolving in the depths of my mind. Maybe… just maybe… one of these days.