first class.

Mar 23, 2008 16:17

i can remember flying to chicago,one of the million times.... lights below, scattering and seemingly never ending.
i almost always imagined having the man of my affection with me, resting my shoulder upon his head, having someone to relax against.
i don't think i will ever travel to chicago again, now that my grandmother is gone.
but tonight, at least i will get my girl-ish fantasy, on the way to vegas.

it must have been watching 'say anything'over and over years that did it. that last scene...
im excited.
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