It is raining in Ketchikan. Foggy and I am worried about our flight. Worried that perhaps we won’t make it out this morning. But it is Alaska and they are quite familiar with fog.
Seems weird that I am leaving a place where I cannot see the sky, moving toward the state known for the openness and largeness of the sky. I could really use that right now.
I am tired. I didn’t sleep well. I was too hot, then too cold, then uncomfortable. Then worried. Then up and down. It was a restless night.