January 8,2036,Thursday night, 6:51pm,pacific standard time, in Dana Point, California, USA. I am missing my old job tonight. More to the point, I am missing being in a hotel with an expense account, enjoying a decadent meal on someone else’s time, savoring the end of the work week. Overall I don’t miss travel. I enjoy being home consistently. Butt sometimes old memories pop in my head and make me long for forgotten days.