The rain in Main
Manly
In
the plain
Rain?
No but storm over Chichago
Holding pattern for one hour then Bangor flight cancelled transferred to United
Missed luggage with wive’s Rx & apnea machine no rental cars available totally sold out except one enterprise. A taxi ride 100 dollars away.
Basic travelogue are often disappointing and sometimes a bore.
I joined a philosophy forum out of a very real need to write. , and bring out some feelings hidden in the vast recesses, and not particularly interested in politics or philosophy per se, not even to. make up for the lackluster tons of rejections accimulated along the way.
Bangor, here, at the Northernmost ridge of American reality, home to the most bizarre placement of one of the most interesting and gifted writers today, exasperates coincidental vignettes on the bizarre plotting of many a minotaur caught in a maze.
Politics aside, the freedom of expression trumps them all, noblisse oblige!
Now i’m spooked by my fear of being misunderstood, as a primary developing longing to share without noblisse that, which can only move forward in a depth where there exist without exit like minded.
And that hidden , for the most part, out of the realm from which exit is sought, has been and is still a projected sense of what there may be.
Forgive fragile being that most consist of as return , is a glimmering light at the end of a long tunnel. Pray that felt, even if not understood or acknowledged.
The travel is ongoing , even if the road presents little light to avoid the stumbling blocks that are so frustrating.