Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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Flight night

I catch one of those flights in a few moments that will put me into Dallas at 11:30 p.m. I've finished my book and my magazine; I hope the airport bookstore has something to stave off boredom. I'm a bit weary, although today was a simple deposition, followed by a nice late lunch at a Japanese buffet. I'm ready for another weekend; I feel as though I earned one.

On the way to the airport, I see desert plants, but many of them are desert plants which belong in parts of the desert other than Phoenix's part of the desert. Nobody can just be who they are; everyone must meet an image. I see in my mind a range of palms, setting off into the sunset, denoting where Los Angeles begins and fictions stretches to infinity.
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