We’re driving north and she’s trying to tell me something, but in a
roundabout way. I’m distracted by a low-flying 747 crossing the sky to the
west. For a small moment, it’s hard to feel like I understand anything.
We’re driving north and she’s trying to tell me something, but in a
roundabout way. I’m distracted by a low-flying 747 crossing the sky to the
west. For a small moment, it’s hard to feel like I understand anything.