It's the 23rd of February and I'm back in Seattle. I got in yesterday on the real cheap Alaska Airlines flight (the $100 for a 6-hour flight blew my dad's mind, he couldn't believe you could get so many plane hours for so little). Train to CapHill stop and walk home. Wait for half-hour for somebody to let me into the building because I planned on buzzing myself up but no fuckin' body walked in or out on the Tuesday evening so eventually the building manager I texted gave m a one-time code and let me in. Should have informed him on the first change, that was a bit of an error. Unpacked this afternoon, took great care of my plants who have been infected by this nasty dust bug, and did the dishes. Caught up with an international friend when I should have been going to the library to return overdue books but that's by-the-by. Tomorrow I'll be in the library, walking all about town and gallivanting with my head held high around the town.
It was nice getting back, I do feel home where I have my personal space and this is my domain, my land and I'm in full control of what goes on here.
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