19 Days, That’s What I Said

Hello from the Atlanta airport.  My flight has been delayed two and one half hours. We are still going to be all right. I paid a nice lady to massage my shoulders. I got a latte.  I am pretending I am “having coffee,” sacred ritual of coffee and reading and writing.  They have a stool […]

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Vingt Jours

Funerals done (we did two in two locations), I am hoping March is kinder to me than February was. I always hate February, this February challenged me in unusual ways.  More intensely bad, also more intensely sweet. You think I like intensity, I do, still, it was a lot for even me.  Flying across half […]

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Day Twenty-One

I’m a wee bit busy, but I haven’t forgotten you, dear reader. We’re going on a trinitarian journey through important works of Ernie & Bert. Starting here. “I’m just not emotionally secure enough to do this, Ernie.”

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Far From the Home I Love

I would give the Chicago Midway Airport floor 2 stars out of a possible 5. My only other airport floor sleep was the St. Louis airport, I have to say there was a certain bounce to that floor, a certain wider ambiance, more natural light to disturb your sleep, though.  Christmastime 1995. Actually I was […]

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