#389074 added November 28, 2005 at 7:23pm Restrictions: None
Rain
my mind is stuck and spinning, lp-style, on a conversation i had with jodi, once. i should take my own advice more often. i should save myself some of that encouragement every once in a while.
rain almost fucked up my entire plan for the day, but things have thus far worked out. at the airport, there was a line at least three hundred people deep, waiting to be reassigned or rerouted after the weather undid their original flights. i went to strange's class with a suitcase, still crunching on airline peanuts. it's the first time i've flown back to atlanta on a weekday morning, and the collision of worlds is jarring. to hug my mother in the morning, swiffer the floor with mel in the evening. thank god it's raining.
i did something cool with my pillows. the bed is as comfortable as ever it's been. the vents are spilling forth warm air. it's like a...what now, aaron? what's that word?
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.13 seconds at 2:08am on Nov 11, 2024 via server WEBX2.