Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Are Cumulus the Fluffy Ones?

As I was leaving home..I got into a serious fight with the clouds. Atlanta's airport is always a lot busier than DC's. It takes longer to check in, way longer to get through security, and longer for me to find the right terminal and gate. I don't mind it, tho, because by that time, I'm trying to inhale all of the Ga that I can reach, to save, for when I'm homesick in DC.
And as I was in the airport, sadly stuffing myself of all that is Ga, I got quietly disturbed at the thought of flying away from home. I wished instead that I could be instantly teleported back to DC, as not to watch my home fade into nothingness.
So this thought went rampant as I sat in the window seat, straining my shitty little eyes to try to find anything familiar from up so high. Maybe a Varsity sign, or a pool that I convince myself is one of my elementary school friends, or a cul de sac that I know is mine.
As I was personalizing the birds eye view of my city, the clouds taunted and teased me. The higher I went the more they protested. I was going forward and my home was being left behind. Such a sickening feeling. I begged them for just one final look at my home, as I flew away from it. Alas, they refused, and banded together, blanketing my home in a thick shield, as peaceful and serene as it was. And they played the most sickening game of peek a boo with me. They would loosen their grip to each other at times, breaking just long enough for me to see an outline of something unclear, but within seconds, the sick game was resumed and I couldn't see home.

Days later, I think I might be a little sad. I still feel like I was whisked away from my home...and all I wanted to do was look at it until it was too small for description. Fucking clouds. I'll show you.

*Today marks the 24th year of perhaps one of the most wonderful ppl in my life....all of it. Because u don't read day to day, I'm sure you'll c this in 3-5 business days, but...Happy Birthday. I Love you...more than I love ranting...we're gonna have an effing blast with or without the party bus...you ____ guzzling phenomena. :)

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