Helped that I had happier dreams last night than the night before, the night I was getting sick. Not relating either night's dreams, though, as I want to write about more here than my dreams.
Speaking of writing, message to
I'm missing my job and I'm missing the airport.
Before the before times came to be known as "the Before Times," I was going to go to a thank-you dinner. At work. At Portland International Airport,…
There. Showered and dressed. Later, I'll eat, then go walking. Normally this would've been a work day. Which would have meant a uniform: a blue…