THE MAN AT THE AIRPORT WHO CHECKS YOU IN THE FUNNY GLASS BOOTH
THE MAN AT THE AIRPORT WHO STANDS OFFICIALLY IN FRONT OF THE GLASS BOOTH WHERE PASSENGERS STAND ON YELLOW FOOTPRINTS AND RAISE YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD THE MA...
THE MAN AT THE AIRPORT WHO STANDS OFFICIALLY IN FRONT OF THE GLASS BOOTH WHERE PASSENGERS STAND ON YELLOW FOOTPRINTS AND RAISE YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD THE MA...
(When someone picks us up in a car to take us to the airport, I feel like writing a poem. This is a mid-serial bonus) Jacob picks us up on time and he is...
Still summer. Don’t worry that summer will be over. Summer is never over. Memory is as real as summer. My father bought a beach house with his Cornell ...