Airport thoughts

Here I am standing about in the DFW airport writing an entry from a pay-per-minute internet terminal. I didn't pay enough attention to the connection delay to realize I signed myself up for three hours of quality time in an airport waiting for my 4 hour flight home.

Wandering the halls of this place, I realized how much my mind wanders and the little streams of memories that pour about my brain. I've actually spent a fair amount of time in the DFW Airpot for various reasons. The Hyatt I can see out the window is where A-Kon is held every year. My brother and I spent a fair amount of time here on our way back from Hawaii with my folks. Andrea and I had a stop-over here when we flew out together to look for an apartment for her in Portland. Angela and I spent time here as well. DFW is the major hub for flights in Texas, so a lot of traffic goes through here, as does a lot of my memory.

The city itself holds memories for me. DFW Airport sits in a no-man's land in between Fort Worth and Dallas, not far from Arlington. My family lived here for a year when I was in 3rd grade, and we often visited Six Flags Over Texas in Arlington. Kim and I even made a trip up here on our one and only vacation with just the two of us, about six months after her separation from Greg. A few of my pagan friends from CMA lived here, and Angela and I came up to visit them a few times, even once after we were separated.

For now I simply try to allow the memories to come and go, not force them into any one moment no matter how sweet or bittersweet. I don't have the time or energy in my life to waste languishing in memory, but in the quiet moments of my life--in the dark hours of the night, sitting alone in a vehicle, or standing about in an airport--, they flood my conscious mind. I wonder if others cherish those moments as I do...

Home, sweet home

Made it back to Seattle just fine. Going to grab dinner with loree--whom I have rewarded for her cat-sitting and car-driving with a dozen Chuy's tortillas and sharing the remains of my take-home Chuy's salsa and chips--, so more later. Koshka the princess cat is of course in great need of water, window, and petting NOW!