no one should have to fly without pills.
no time for trysts at sfo, but it's rain, rain, rain in portland. i think the older guy with the vuitton luggage and the gucci garment bag and the prada sport shoes (saw him stepping up the escalator) is going to beijing. he'd be in first class anyway, and what's in my 3.4 ounce clear bottles is meant for sleep and not for cross-cabin romantic overtures. that damn yen still hasn't cooled, though, and a boy does need to think of his needs.
i can think of everything later if i can just nod off for a while. i'll wait until i'm in my seat. no one should have to fly without pills. in the meantime, antal szerb. tomorrow, it's yesterday where i come from. funny, i'm not sure where to find wi-fi in the world of the future.
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