WAY TO GO OHIO, part 15

it wasn't the afternoon that i spent in the upstairs office of the cat palace trying to take glamor shots of the cats (the three of the four whose fur matched the wig) that caused me to realize that i might need some time outside. it was the night that i started texting the photos. nearly alone and nearly disconnected, having eschewed all but the most necessary of the internet's nonsenses, i had somehow become the internet itself. say you wanna get in, and you're gonna get out... but don't. it's a trap. then, curiouser and curiouser, i leave, and i leave the keys behind me, but then i'm driving north on 71 into downtown later in the day, and somewhere in the rain near lou berliner park i'm overcome by an unquestionably happy wistfulness at the sight of the skyline. catch that outbound plane before love starts flying of its own free will. bah. "love? not much. trickery, yes, some." and those cats aren't going to use what they make from those photos to refund my ticket. lolz. greetings from everywhere and nowhere. regards, the internet.