At the bar, around midnight, after a long day of travel, drinks, and a team dinner, I was presented with this question: “why do you live in Omaha?”
To which, the only reply I could muster was, “I don’t really know.”
I was caught off guard for sure. I have a stock answer for such questions. But still, in that moment, I didn’t really believe it. So I just threw up my hands and took another drink.
