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Jul. 8th, 2007 09:29 pmBack from South Carolina, mostly intact.
I'm lucky that our lifestyle leaves enough time between trips that I forget how much I hate flying between one flight and the next or we'd never go anywhere. It's not even really being in an improbable (to me) machine so much as the profusion/proximity of people and hurrying.
I'm having a crazy hit parade of anxiety dreams, including but not limited to being back at the end of my senior year of college, losing Light in an airport and discovering that there was a secret network of Swat alums living in Northampton that had meetings about how to avoid being spotted by me. More on this later, I'm sure.
Now, I get to go sleep in my own bed, if my cats decide to allow it.
I'm lucky that our lifestyle leaves enough time between trips that I forget how much I hate flying between one flight and the next or we'd never go anywhere. It's not even really being in an improbable (to me) machine so much as the profusion/proximity of people and hurrying.
I'm having a crazy hit parade of anxiety dreams, including but not limited to being back at the end of my senior year of college, losing Light in an airport and discovering that there was a secret network of Swat alums living in Northampton that had meetings about how to avoid being spotted by me. More on this later, I'm sure.
Now, I get to go sleep in my own bed, if my cats decide to allow it.