Sunday, September 13, 2009
to the airport, begrudgingly
I love this picture. there was a heavy mix of exhaustion, and a demand for more time, that morning. hopefully the time will come in the future. but we went to the airport, and anna-lena went home, and I went to my job, unchallenging, unrewarding, with benefits paid in only the ability to listen to music while seeing the pretty sites around portland, and mornings spent bullshitting with simon green, and really I just wanted to go back to cape disappointment, and try to figure out how to get down to the beach.