What can I say that's worth saying?
These thoughts brought to you by my currently brutal internal editor, which is basically leading me to not say anything.
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,…
Years ago, a line came to me. I liked it and made it the first line of a haiku. Years later I remembered part — part — of that haiku, and when I…