Last night Bossy went out with her friend Martha and Martha’s husband, who snuck out of the restaurant at some point for a, shall we say, break?
These days Bossy squeezes two hours of work in every morning before it gets light. But when it does, this is her very first glimpse. Just for kicks she pretends it’s Ireland.
Bossy loves watching the world blur past her train window. It distracts her from time better spent reading. Or napping.