I want to go home now. Can I go home?

I had a half hour for lunch and I filled those thirty minutes sitting in my car. The sunshine was so intense I didn't require the heat. If I squinted the salt on the pavement disappeared making January seem soothing.

Here's what I know about occupying a vehicle during the lunch hour:

*Just because you're in the car by yourself doesn't mean you're alone.
*Napping might seem like a good idea but take the phone off silent when you set the alarm.
*Ignore the other folks who are eating in their cars.

Watermelon radish welcomes me to the world of high-end cuisine, spectator style

I know I've been speechless for a while but...dang! Things are going well. In a "I can't get this goofy grin off my face," well. This is good.