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June 21, 2006

As if I'm here but I'm gone

Yesterday morning I was driving in to work and as I turned down Hope Street, a tour bus was letting out passengers. A group of tourists crowded around the street corner facing the Disney Center, all with cameras in hand, taking pictures from every angle, some so excited they stepped out into the street and got honked at by morning commuters. I thought, "God I love this city, I live in a place that people come to for vacation and make it their destination, take pictures of our beautiful landmarks to show off to relatives back home."

Later that night, I left downtown and drove home with the windows out on my Jeep. The air was still warm and as I drove under the four-level my car was filled with the pervasive sweet smell of honeysuckle. It was so unexpected. I inhaled, thankful traffic was at a standstill so I could enjoy it a moment longer, and I wanted to be back home where summer is soft and warm each night with humidity and the fireflies light up the backyard. They don't have fireflies here. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen one and I was so homesick I could feel it in my bones.

I'm such a weirdo.


Posted by laurie at June 21, 2006 10:17 AM