Growing, Not Dying

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Saturday, February 12, 2005

Sitting in the Terminal

In my travels, such as they are, I discovered there is no place as expensive as the LA airport, nor anything so costly as poor planning. I checked everything this flight so I wouldn't have to worry about carrying anything. My plane was delayed. I just paid $4.50 for a mechanical pencil and Lifesavers. How ridulous is that?

It seems so strange that I as I sit here writing this in the terminal so many of my new friends are still so close, yet I can't see them or be with them now. My heart reassures me that they will never be far, even as I already miss their company. I saw a card in the gift shop that really echoed much of how I feel now.

"When I was younger I thought love was all about adventure and excitement- firecrackers popping and rockets launching. But loving you is like a shooting star show on a crystal night, a celebration dance in our own backyard. Miraculous and breathtaking. I'll lay my head on your shoulder....When I am with you my heart is home"



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