Sick of driving, I fly out of Seattle. My friend Nancy is watching my place, and I’ve taken a minimal amount of clothing to get me through November. I’m nervous, and excited.
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Sick of driving, I fly out of Seattle. My friend Nancy is watching my place, and I’ve taken a minimal amount of clothing to get me through November. I’m nervous, and excited.