I had to pick Marie up at the airport last night. I readily agreed because:
1. I love the airport and will think of any excuse to go there and
2. I get to drive through my old Loring Park neighborhood on the way home from Marie's.
I think I'm supposed to be the person I am when I'm driving on the highways late at night...
Concentrating on the road just enough to let the deliberate part of my mind go.
Streetlights blinking on and off, no one on the road, radio up-
I find myself calm and cool and collected...
And thinking.
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