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Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Airports
Even if I weren't sad. Even if I didn't miss him. Even if the vacation had sucked. I would still feel a grey, cold, chalky sadness in my throat and heart when climbing through an airport. I hate them. Airports.
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2 comments:
Then take the train!
Then take the train!
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