At the airport

Apr 07, 2009 07:15

Waiting for Godot my plane...

They just paged "Mary Sue" at my gate - hee hee heee. I also just saw my first clearly-Seattlite boy, and felt a sigh of relief. I really do need to get my area out of here. I pass through these neighborhoods in San Diego, and they look perfectly nice, even charming, but distant somehow. Like there's this actual life going on, patterns and habits and people moving around doing stuff, but I don't quite grok how to touch it, or join in. This is just *not* my town.
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