December 1, 2015

Among Strangers


I'm never so free as when I'm alone in a new space among strangers.  Perhaps I will be so lucky as to die in the midst of strangers in a public square and smile inwardly at their astonished faces as onlookers gazed at the ghastly scene before their eyes. Only angels, or devils, would hear my hearty laugh. 😅 

Albuquerque to St Paul-Minneapolis Flight

I didn't know the Amish were allowed to travel by air. I was sure they were restricted to Amtrak and Greyhound. Perhaps I should inform the authorities in case they're runaways. "Attention Amish Travel Police, I am willing to negotiate the release of flight information so you may track them." Rules are rules after all and must be followed if you belong to a group, or society is headed for greater chaos.