The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

And in my angsty teenage days, I contemplated taking over a local airfield and doing just this...

The interview is still on.

And I see... BLUE SKIES... through the tears (pain?) in my eyes.

And I realize... I'm going home.

My grammy's phone is out. She lives uptown... but there's no telling if she was downtown.
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