Fly me to the moon.
The flight was delayed do to inclement weather in middle America, not much of a big deal.
I spent the flight working the magicks, or will-working, or psychological readjusting myself (whichever you prefer.)
Now my fear of the Future is spread throughout San Francisco which in itself reflects all those said fears.
My infatuation with San Francisco is gone, I hoped it would as this trip was planned as a goodbye.
Soon I will know no one there (Eric get out while you can) and my desire to attend A.P.E. pales in my enthusiasm for M.O.C.C.A.
A quick thank you to Eric,
thanks.
A veiw from the Mission.
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