Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Night falls on RIC, 12:30am

It's odd to have the airport looming outside my hotel window.  I feel its sinister gaze following me around my room.  When I close my eyes and listen carefully, I can hear a soft voice calling to me: "Caution, the moving walkway is ending..."
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