joyrider

back from califas! it was a good trip.

i saw the airport antfarm. people never make eye contact there. i saw an old man trip on the people mover in denver intl - no one stopped to help him up. in oakland intl i saw an old black man shining texan cowboy boots. he was humming a spitual; his purple hat said MAN OF GOD. the kid sitting next to be on one plane had a credit card bill as his bookmark in fight club. he listened to his discman nonstop from takeoff to landing. i imagine electrical noise tossed off his third eye blind sending us into lake tahoe.

she and i went to sonoma. the fog rolled over our morning sex. she looked like a siren - wet, black curls were waves on portuguese beach.

i didnt get to see everyone i wanted to see, but that's ok. there will be other times.

♥ travel ♥