Strange Currencies
A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath
Chicago O'Hare
02/13/09 00:29
So I'm
sitting in Chicago O'Hare Airport with five dollars
to spare to my name. And I decide to blow it on
fifteen minutes on an internet machine (since my
laptop can't travel).
Thoughts this morning. The drive to Cleveland airport was way easier than I expected. My bag was hand searched. Books are dangerous because that was they were looking at in my bag. The sun came up from behind the plane on my way to Chicago. The clouds were lit up all fire red. It was a pretty impressive sight from above the clouds. Reminds me of my first solo flying expirience where I flew to California. There was a thunder storm all over the mid-west and we flew above it. It was night and I looked down at the clouds from above and saw all the lighting sprawling out across the tops of the clouds. Amazing view.
I'm not nervous about flying on Friday the 13th. Even if there was a plane crash not far from where I lived last year this morning. Strange coincedence though.
I'm in Chicago. Reminds me of Alena. She still lives here as far as I know. She was in a play out here last fall. Still feel bad that I haven't spoken to her in years.
I am now looking forward to Vegas. If for nothing else but a get away. I've been confused about a lot lately. Just perplexed really. And getting away around a sappy holiday time of the year, I can take that as a bonus.
I've been thinking about turning thirty. Next week. 6 days away. Will I feel more grown up? What will I do for my birthday? Do I want to do anything? Last year I went to the casino by myself at around one am on my birthday. Not really an option this year. So what will I do? Maybe nothing. I'm planning on going to Buffalo the weekend after my birthday. Two weekends in a row out of Cleveland. And it doesn't bug me at all. Maybe its a sign about Cleveland.
Thoughts this morning. The drive to Cleveland airport was way easier than I expected. My bag was hand searched. Books are dangerous because that was they were looking at in my bag. The sun came up from behind the plane on my way to Chicago. The clouds were lit up all fire red. It was a pretty impressive sight from above the clouds. Reminds me of my first solo flying expirience where I flew to California. There was a thunder storm all over the mid-west and we flew above it. It was night and I looked down at the clouds from above and saw all the lighting sprawling out across the tops of the clouds. Amazing view.
I'm not nervous about flying on Friday the 13th. Even if there was a plane crash not far from where I lived last year this morning. Strange coincedence though.
I'm in Chicago. Reminds me of Alena. She still lives here as far as I know. She was in a play out here last fall. Still feel bad that I haven't spoken to her in years.
I am now looking forward to Vegas. If for nothing else but a get away. I've been confused about a lot lately. Just perplexed really. And getting away around a sappy holiday time of the year, I can take that as a bonus.
I've been thinking about turning thirty. Next week. 6 days away. Will I feel more grown up? What will I do for my birthday? Do I want to do anything? Last year I went to the casino by myself at around one am on my birthday. Not really an option this year. So what will I do? Maybe nothing. I'm planning on going to Buffalo the weekend after my birthday. Two weekends in a row out of Cleveland. And it doesn't bug me at all. Maybe its a sign about Cleveland.
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You already know about me I'm sure. In case not, my name
is AJ, I'm 30, currently live in Cleveland, and in search
of a good bar to relax at.
