Taking Off Your Shoes

I know, what am I doing here typing when I should be packing bags for the 6:45am flight out of John Wayne to SeaTac? I have some stuff in the washer, so "rationalizing," I can't possible really pack unless that's all clean. The determined mind will create any obstacle to obtain it's deepest denial.

I plan to take plenty of pictures in the city of my early childhood. Rain or shine. As I pull up another IE page to see weather.com, a news headline from my home page flashes something about another 15 deaths in Baghdad. It flashes off quickly enough so that I'm not drawn too much into my political mind. 90 to 100% chances of rain for Fri, Sat & Sun. Haha, I expected nothing less. Rainy nights are fun to hold someone, cuddle, watch a movie, feel each other's warmth and wake up with that sensation of someone there. Sometimes adhering to your principals is a lonely bed, sometimes a high-spirited soar across the mountain' basin.

I'm taking my laptop on the plane. I'm looking forward to turning it on for airport security and taking off my shoes. <> What a joke.