[sitting in Oakland airport, waiting to follow the Southwest herd]
I'm kind of sad that I packed everything but my book (She Comes to Stay). Well, I guess I can begin something new. I think I want a read so light that I have to hold it with all my might in order to keep it from floating off into the distance.
Bitter is the New Black-- could be the winner. I found this title while perusing Amazon at work this week (yes, it was work related). However, I'm sure I'll arrive at the bookseller only to wind up seduced by something more literary, more esteemed, and written avec precaution de plume, but I kind of hope that doesn't happen. Since plunging into the world of publishing, I feel allowed to read anything. In a way, promiscuous reading is necessary. Besides light reads are best when judgement free!
[4:00pm sitting at Ontario airport, wating to be picked up]
Clearly, my flight has landed, my baggage has been claimed, and now the weekend shall commence.
The air is considerably dry, despite rampant reports of humidity. This makes me even more eager to get to the poolside & sip a frozen cocktail. In 30 minutes I expect my phone to begin the incesant ringing sequence. But again, I have little interest in telephone communication. Whatever weekend plans are made over the course of the next 2 hours surely won't compare to my favorite activity--sauntering through the airport in celebrity fashion--the thrill is over
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