January 2011
December 2010
My flight back to Indiana is today.
I am afraid enough of planes as it is. Add this blizzard to the situation, and I’m just about pissing myself.
Our stop between here and Indianapolis is Philadelphia. I’ve never been there, but hopefully it will go well.
I fucking hate planes.
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in...”
– Jim Morrison
I should be getting ready. But I’m not.
Instead, I’m sitting here wishing that I could disappear for a while.
