Reflective. Contemplative...Pensive, almost

That's been my mood lately when I've been traveling for work (which equates, in between the work visits, to lots of time alone, time to sit and think, and possibly read or listen to music, time to look out the window of the plane and watch the world go by). I think in some ways it's a good forced stillness for me. It also means I've got time to talk, so you can call me. Trust me. It's much sweeter to hear the voice of a friend as I drive along than to listen to the voice of some unknown deejay (or worse, listen to the stations endlessly scan in hopes I'll find one I like).