Well. Wow. Every minute brings me further from my comfort zone. This is good. There’s nothing quite like sobbing at an airport. Everyone knows why. They’ve been there. They don’t care. They don’t judge. They assess the size of your bags and know: either you’re going amazing, or you’ve come from amazing. Either way, they know. Or they never even notice.
Beer is helping.
I wrote a poem. In the bathroom. I was only peeing. Then I was the guy standing in the bathroom typing on his cell phone. Score one for the Americans..
Firecracker heart burst
Into the moment
The roses I never gave you
Full of piss and vinegar?
You are much sweeter than vinegar.