On the road in Oregon. It's too dark to read. And no one wants to listen to Billy Collins which happens to be the only cd in my purse :/ So here I am typing away on my phone. It's very green and wet here whiich I can't complain about, the trees are gorgeous. I have some family out here and as I got off the plane I missed the days when people could wait at your gate and greet you as you stepped off the plane. Growing up it was my favorite thing. It will always be my first memory when I moved back to California, a huge, and I mean huge mass of family members I barely knew, holding signs and cheering as we got off the plane and ran and hugged us. You know, after all, my family can be great. But now things like that can't really happen, the magic's gone. When we moved I remember being confused and hurt and sad I was leaving my home, my friends, my saddle shoes, my neighborhood, but there they all were, and all smiles welcoming us. I remember than night so vividly even though I haven't revisited that moment until tonight. Strange.
Anyways.. hoping to do some exploring, some wedding partying, some people meeting, and I'm stoked to see my family. Halloween is around the corner and I seriously can't wait!
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