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Friday, July 20, 2012

Airport zombie


Oh, look what I just found.  I wrote this some time between the hours of 1am and 6am waiting for my flight at the Sacramento airport:

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Early.  Late?  Does it matter?

Shaking hands.  Is it past dinner or before breakfast?

Deserted terminal.  1am.  2am.  3am.  Mirage of company.  Mom?

Cold feet.  Sore butt.  Sick of sitting.  How long ago did I get up?

Computer on Europe time.  Phone on Boston time.  Sitting in California.  Confused.

Clif Bar caffeine shot.  From half marathon last May…expiration date?  Don't see one.  Take a risk.

…success.  First time caffeine has EVER worked on me.  Good timing, body.

3:45--live humans!  I found civilization.

I don't make sense.  Should I proofread?  Where does that word come from?  What proof am I looking for?  Why am I ending sentences with prepositions?

Need breakfast.  Time to hunt down a bagel.  

Are we there yet?

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