Dear Anna took me to the Oakland Airport on Wednesday morning. I couldn’t bear to watch her walk away. What a stalwart friend. Trip to Philadelphia was easy. I took a sleeping pill, slumped my way to our stopover in Phoenix, took another sleeping pill and snored my way — bandanna over face as always — to my destination. An hour later — around 1:30 a.m. — I was at Mom’s house, greeted by aforementioned […]
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