Recently I have traveled the world. Well at least the world fo my siblings. I have one stop left. Flagstaff. I just wanted to say real quick how much I love my family and how much I hate Phoenix. After two years in the Mexican Dessert, Phoenix was pretty, after travelling other places Phoenix is a dusty, hot, barren wasteland. Ok it might not be that bad but it has nothign on Seattle.
As for the family. 2 years makes saying goodbye harder. After my trio to Utah I think the airport secuirty people wondered what I was doing there, sobbing my way through security. At first I tried to hide it but I jus looked even more rediculous. So I cried. Luckily in Seattle the car ride to the airport was a place to shed a secret tear so by the time we got to the airport I was dry eyed again. Goodbye used to be easy. Its not anymore-just hanging up on the phone seems like its the begining of forever.
My point is this: Once I was gone for two years, I learned what it means to say goodbye- and I dont like what it means.
Adios.
Flagstaff is next!!! I just found out I was followng your old blog.
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